jueves, 27 de mayo de 2010

And yet another rose sunset, again


And yet another rose sunset, again

I’m walking another rose sunset
Under a moon
That just needs hours
To become complete

I’m thinking of you
And how much I miss you
Before putting all of my attention
On my real job’s substitute

I took this picture
Of my cosmos vicinity
During that time, as a probe
If you don’t trust my flexible words

I’m like an old man, with an old hat
Sitting at the sidewalk
Looking the time to pass & fly by
The busy city

As the wind does it between
The nearly unreal green of the mountains here
After a few soft rains
Have resuscitated them


VABM May 26, 2010

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