Coffee clouds in hidden hills,
Are echoes of green and blue.
Like lover boys,
They chase careless cliffs,
To steal a kiss from you.
Mist covers the rising sun,
Day dreams are dipped in dew.
The mellow rocks,
Have lost their voice,
So I sing their song for you.
5 comments:
Pictures worth a thousand words!!
Somehow, I also feel that your words are worth a thousand pictures.
The mellow rocks,
Have lost their voice,
So I sing their song for you.
.. is nice!
Wriju's at the top of the world!
Angel:
Thanks. You are very kind :-)
How:
Its just the way I felt... Thanks :-)
Eric:
Only a few thousand feet below it. But next week I'll be pretty close to it!
Sounds like a modern Wordsworthian poem..
;)
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