Friday, May 30, 2008

My yellow butterfly

I could hear the rain
That repaired her eyes
Water flowing
Through my mind

I spoke from the clouds
To a bangle sound
Sipping from the sucked nectar
Off my yellow butterfly

She spread her wings
For my prayer
And showed with what to write
For the sea, I wait all night

2 comments:

Unknown said...

the pictures are so relevant and complete the words....

Shreeja said...

lovely