she sits on roofs,
he on benches
fingers touch sky
feet on ground
she savors fruits
straight from trees
he works hard
to get fruits of labor
leading separate lives
but bound by fate's thread
since birth
feelings from childhood
could be the purest
dormant yet breathing...
the dreamer,
the worker,
and fate
she still touches skies,
he sits on benches still
both alone
as time moves on...
112710.307a11m
Nov 26, 2010
Nov 26, 2010 at 11:20 AM UTC
she sits on roofs,
he on benches
fingers touch sky
feet on ground
she savors fruits
straight from trees
he works hard
to get fruits of labor
leading separate lives
but bound by fate's thread
since birth
feelings from childhood
could be the purest
dormant yet breathing...
the dreamer,
the worker,
and fate
she still touches skies,
he sits on benches still
both alone
as time moves on...
112710.307a11m
