Thursday, 27 September 2007

Missy With An M.

Beauty—such a fleeting thing

To see it around you—within you

But never without,

Is a beautiful painful thing


The now—such a fleeting thing

In it, I see you with me still

But you are receding!

Why do you leave me?


All that untouched beauty

In my past


Is such a very painful thing.

A.S

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