Wednesday, February 6, 2008

Falling again

Following a fluorescent pink vapour trail
until it turned soft and grey,
wondering if life hadn't become
same old, same old, same old....
A silvery, slivery moon appeared
in the fading lemon sky
above silhouetted Mt Karioi.
You turned, just so,
smiled, as you do,
and I was falling,
as I do.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

You turned, just so,smiled, as you do,and I was falling,again,as I do.