Prince of Void30 Sep 2009

Her words soared and fell down deep inside the blue surface, Then her dreams made it move, Along waves of lights and breeze To embrace The infinity of her beauty That made me a dream of meadows and cornfields in the canvas of her words I will wait under the shade of those words, Till I hear her enchanted voice Till I see her sun rise again Till I talk to her moon to bring her dreams back to my shore