Thursday 17 July 2014

None like you


Tonight will also by pass
as i walk on that lonely path
without you at my side 
without your quarrel or smile
oh who takes care of me like you?
In the stable the hay goes stale
while grasses green bloom under the open blue
and none still came with a sickle.
I no longer wish for another you
because there will be none like you.

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