Friday, March 6, 2009

what makes your rising sun so new?


the past term has been
a giddy ride on an express train, fields and scenes mixed into
a whir of passing colours and vague visions, bits and pieces
of forgotten conversations,
triple somersaulting hearts and
pixie dust.
distant memories of yesterdays with pastel pink nostalgia.
and i wonder where Time went.

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