Sunday, February 21, 2010

Threshing the Hold

I saw that most of them kneel,
And that they were nervous.

Their eyes were shining
and words fail...

Their hands were shaking,
Lights and flowers...

She squeals, cries and smiles....

And from afar, I was still waiting.
Laces,untied.

It's been awhile.

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