Spectator!

by Angel   Jun 3, 2008


Across the table,
Silence screams,
Shoot out some words,
Before I explode.

Standstill our world,
Just touch,
Make a ripple,
That stirs the love.

I hold your hand,
Or open my fist.
Like a sand.
Either way,
you slip!

I fill the beach,
Named every star,
with a question!
What went wrong?

My efforts in vain,
Spectator, I watch
The show,
Of the fading love!

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