پنجشنبه، فروردین ۲۴، ۱۳۸۵

feeling

perhaps oneday be late for looking at you
and today would be very soon
perhaps never
perhaps it's a dream
sweet dream and incredible
how much it 's fabulous and impossible ?
for me , you and us
[ it will never be " we " ]
it's an aspiration that
maybe will stay an aspiration , forever
I love you and
you love me ,
who am I and
where have you come?!
we don't know !
It 's just feeling.
we see whole the things .
love , kiss ,sound, my smile and your wink
we feel whole the things
you see,
I hear
we feel but
It 's just feeling .
today is very late for looking at you !

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