2aDR1..

You know,

I’ve started to forget your eyes..

The way they look at me from silent photos..

The way you tell about things to me..

The smell of life and reason – all forgotten…

 

I often wonder where you are..

What distance is the place you’re hidden?

Somewhat unwilling that you are,

Or spread a word is just forbidden?!

 

I’m lost in ruptures that exist..

And, most of all, am tired of the silence burden..

With every sunrise wait for something come,

With every sunset bitterly regret: again in hope I’m rotten…

 

Meanwhile,

What would I ask the days that sheer fly?

What would I like to have their motto?!

Whatever happens there…

I would, surely, cry…

Not for the Moon! -

To save and guide them.. all along -

Those very eyes from cherished photo!

 

May these eyes know in life enough of joy

And be successful in whatever meant is,

Rejoice each hour and feel beloved by Sun, though coy,

Transform into desired his untamed, although sought, reality;

In power of dreams believe and

New ideas, all in all, let come and live!

 

So , Happy Birthday to..

-.. Again one year older??! – Darn!!!)))  ;-)

A tip for this: Just, keep in mind Jack Sparrow’s warlike promise-explanation!

Which is…restore!: ”I’m  ……………………… to wait until he* joins us!” :-) :-) :-)

;-)   

P.S.: *Sao Feng


27/08/2012