moving with silent step holds
fading fragrance
following my red lace dress
curls moving softly away
in the moments of my escape
into the fogs
with streets aliasing my stay
follow me
I ain't leaving any other trail
into the smoke
past all golden stairs
entering musk slate woods
halting seldom
twirling on my hazy spindle
follow me...
I know you will, unless I speed away
follow the dainty blind
the silent image
follow the thought
follow me instead???
Shringi
16/11/2007
fading fragrance
following my red lace dress
curls moving softly away
in the moments of my escape
into the fogs
with streets aliasing my stay
follow me
I ain't leaving any other trail
into the smoke
past all golden stairs
entering musk slate woods
halting seldom
twirling on my hazy spindle
follow me...
I know you will, unless I speed away
follow the dainty blind
the silent image
follow the thought
follow me instead???
Shringi
16/11/2007
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