Tuesday, January 16, 2007

YOU AND I...


They accept their madness, yet they soak in it

They dance as if they have no care in the world

She calls him a kid, and he sees the wounded child in her, wearing a defiant smile

Fighting odds, emerging victorious

She stirs the child in him again

He feels at ease to see that smile on her lips

Keep smiling, Precious Cloud

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