I heard a bird
in another tree
words of birds
wining just for me....
I spoke a joke
and smiled awhile
in the middle of the riddle
at the centre of my line
I,m looking for a rhyme
The daze grew cold
and the ways i knew
were never in my head
the smilest unfold forever
but never they,re in my bed//
Maybe i should start my heart
to believe in distant magic
or a trick of nearer miles
but damn thing.. bird or rhyme
shall make me take my smiles
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Am I missing something deep here or you meant to say "singing"?
:-))
-- Alex
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