im on a high when writing this
>> Saturday, 24 January 2009
she stood there
with eyes demanding more answers
what kind of fate that brought her here
waiting day and night outside your door
her hair is unlocked like wind
like breeze that swept the thought
erasing your mind
the look upon her face
is another world when you gaze the sight
the mind flies like wind
come from dream that forget to wake up
all along the path she goes
nowhere but a thousand fairies as companies
her heart is a heaven
land that is more than the greenest hills
the valley that forbidden to touch
the lips sealed and spokes only from mind
touch you deep inside
hold you close than vein
when you trapped in her smiles
she'll take you inside out
unbroken words and a voiceless songs
what brought her to your door
the kiss of dew and the chilly air
or mist that never left from her side