Tangerine Orange

Sunday, 12 October 2008



You look sweet...
As sweet as a tangerine orange...
I could smile, even without you here,
His smile,
What is the difference?
My heart is no longer favoured...
My sky,
Be it wind, rain or rainbow...
You control them all...
Each second,
There is a difference...
You don't understand,
That even simple words of "take care",
Will have a good reason...
Heart still taking pain...
Still being moved by your tenderness...
For that 'apology' before separation,
Trying to put together the pieces with time,
Still, like broken glasses fixed back together,
The crack is there...
I have to reach the stars to get to you,
You just have to smile to reach me...


Location-above my house, these migrating birds fly over in large groups early morning.
If it was this easy for you return it back, I wouldn't have given it in the first place.
*Usher-his mistakes.

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