Saturday, June 05, 2010

Never forgotten

I swear I can make out your shape in the clouds,
Hear your whisper in the wind, 
See your eyes sparkle in the stars at night.
I feel your presence everywhere
And yet,
You're no where 
I want you to be.
I hope you can see me, though
And know,
Your not forgotten. 

1 comments:

A.R.T said...

dime mi amor..we can get together one of these weekends let me know..