Sunday, 1 May 2011

and the reason is You...

creatures beneath the earth that make words with hammers,
a shooting star that shoots back,
rain falling from the ground to the sky,
bars that refuse to serve dwarfs or wanderers,
a fountain that makes you young while those around you grow old,
saplings that know everything,
a sea made of tears from every lover who never loved,
a silver boat with a sail made of pages from all the books that were never written.

All my dreams are beautiful.
But none as beautiful as you.
You are the reason I return here each morning.

1 comment:

Bahar Karaoglan said...

Great shooting,
I really like it!

Greetings, Bahar