Today also I open albumn wraped with silky cloth
to peek my dream in an old black and white
photo which I've cherished so dear.
FOOTPRINT
My beloved ! who was so lovely like a fairy, who was so beautiful like a rose bud, the one residing in my heart... Do you remember the day ? The most beautiful days we ever had. The day we made footprints together on the very white snow. It was silvery white. The air was sweet. Crunching noise was crispy. Our hearts were full with bliss. I follow footprints you left in my heart, along the path we walked together, on the bench we kissed first time. at the cafe we twittered like larks. Of the days in our childhood, when your hands were warm, when your lips were hot, when your heart beated like sparrow's. On the snow we drew a small house. You drew a candle and I, fireplace, making snowman family and toys, like the dream of our love. Today too, it snows in my heart and I follow memory ... stepping on the footprints, you left behind in my heart..... |