Friday, 18 November 2011

My Secret Life

i have a secret life
i dance with the trees
whenever you are not looking

the leaves rustling
the tree dancing to the tune of my heart
within me
i was spinning
in a world of my own
the trees laugh at my silly antics
i welcome their stories
i dance away
and the wind sang to us
whispering at my ears
caressing my cheeks
making the dance ever more frantic

the leaves smile at me
beconing me to come closer
saying all sorts of nice things
making me smile
ah, you know my mood so well
oh friend of mine

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