as i envy the winds that caress your skin
i could imagine how honored and jubilent
the clinging leaves feel for the chance to shade you.
the pavements, walkways and passages
that greets your every step... i envy them too.
how lucky the walls around you
if i could echo your voice like they do,...
i could sing myself to sleep
like how lullabies do.
and yes i envy them too.
Sunday, December 21, 2008
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