Saturday, February 18, 2006


Shadows graze on water lillies
Vines cry out to thee,
damp criss-crossed bridge
reaches out to me.

Hope for tomorrow,
sun drips in like spring rain.
The sun's rays drift across your face,
my love.

A red, red rose falls at your feet.
Applause,whipping willow leaves.
Bravo, bravo!!
A performance to beat.

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