woensdag 5 november 2014

Novemberveils of Mist

Your voice 
so far away
I can not hear

Your smile 
vaguely drawn
on your face
almost disappears







Your touch 
stuck
somewehere 
in chilly autumn air



Novemberveils of mist
Hanging in between
You and me



I’d like to speak
To you
But where's my voice
I'd like to smile
To you
But where to search
I'd like to touch you



But
November veils of mist
Hanging in between
You and me

 
As we’ve learned from life
Everything will pass

So even these November veils
Are not here to ever last


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