Thinking of you
It’s a beautiful evening
It’s a beautiful evening and
You are sitting at home
While I walk in the streets alone
Thinking of you
The sky is turning red and
Cold wind blows into my face
Trees stand by in silence
And birds fly back home
While I walk in the streets alone
I am going to the café
As we always used to go
Walking side by side
While the Sun went down
Now I miss you by my side
While I walk in the streets alone
It’s a beautiful evening and
You are sitting at home
While I walk in the streets alone
Thinking of you
16th April, 2006, Moscow
You can read all my poems at Enlightenment (http://abxai.livejournal.com)
It’s a beautiful evening and
You are sitting at home
While I walk in the streets alone
Thinking of you
The sky is turning red and
Cold wind blows into my face
Trees stand by in silence
And birds fly back home
While I walk in the streets alone
I am going to the café
As we always used to go
Walking side by side
While the Sun went down
Now I miss you by my side
While I walk in the streets alone
It’s a beautiful evening and
You are sitting at home
While I walk in the streets alone
Thinking of you
16th April, 2006, Moscow
You can read all my poems at Enlightenment (http://abxai.livejournal.com)
posted by White Square at
3:02 am
4 Comments:
What a beautiful poem. I read through much of what you wrote on your LiveJournal and was captivated. Glad to know about it!
Beautiful expression!!
This is nice poetry.
And thanks for linking me!
hi miss cellania,
thanks for visiting my blog...you can read all my poems at http://abxai.livejournal.com
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