Listen, the wind has finally set in
cool summer breeze brushed along the lines of our faces
i touched yours and you return the gesture
how long has it been since you said your first hello?
since i last waved goodbye at you?
the memories seem to fade
but they are encrypted well at the back of our memory
will you ever get tired of me?
or boredom ceases to exist from the both of us?
i inhaled fresh lilacs from the garden of our lovenest
will the flowers wither in time?
will you plant again and flourish them when it happens?
will you still be there to water them when the next summer's drought come?
will you be rocking my chair while i am looking at little angels picking stars from the pavement?...üä
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