What shall I write on your wall?

So many stories of childhood follies, grand and small

My words cannot my love convey

So I shall offer you my heart today;

If you take it,

Paint your life in its core

Enclose your laughter and your pain

Pour in your morning dews

And seal it with your summer rain;

Let it beat your pulse

And breathe your scent;

Then send it back to my shores

An immaculate replication of your being

A song flooded in vernal breeze

To bear along the way

in reminiscence of your birth day.

 

Angelique Fallah.

Wednesday, September 28, 2011