Amorphous
I leaned on windowIn hand cup of coffee,
On lips hold cigarette.
In stillness reminiscence follow.
Smoke on hollow atmosphere.
Like hot coffee vapors.
Her image like iris form and pour,
Like cold chilly wind soft blow.
My love, each and every breath flow,
And her smiles form and heart glows.
She pretends, her love and vows.
In imagination, I hope true love form.
But love and Dream,
That breaks in preform
And wail merely disguise in silence.
Love and dream that lost in reminisce.
Poetry by Tsewang Dorjee9
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Written on 2007-02-11 at 06:32
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