Wednesday, September 24, 2008

He said, she said

He said:
Liked your little leaves
they seemed to breeze

somehow

And, I am wondering,
do you wrap your kisses
round Him
as subtle
as - tin foil
round flowers

Liked your sweets
from a country
close to you

somewhere

She said:
Liked your mesmerizing verses
they covered my worries

for a while

wished, He could be as gentle
with the spirit of a poet
but his creepy monsters appear
and have the ability to burn me

sometimes


~Stijn vs. Fari Naz