"reuntied" poems
Running into the arms of dawn,
the tears mingling with the laughter;
there, see, i have found you!
You hold my hand and we walk by the sea,
the waves caress our feet,
and i have found you.
long separted but now reuntied,
the wind sings of our joy,
because i have found you.
in this little house beside the ocean,
where the little pebbles grow,
we will stay forever, together.
a breeze lifts my eyes open,
and i look around for you but----,
i dreamt, that i had found you.
Nov 14, 2013
Nov 14, 2013 at 11:00 AM UTC