i see it..

i see it
the light outside the window, the plants are turning green, the colours are back from winter, the sounds are now plants in me..
i see you
passing by to quickly, like a stop on the train, a town passed by but the sound is still the same..
i see you
raindrops, the voice of you, all passing thrue..
very briefly in the night
very briefly in the daylight
i can still see you..
what a beautiful colour youve turned this state of mind into...
youre walking in my garden, painting and creating -they say all instant things are fading ,but its not true-the coulers are still as vivid as so are you...

Av Anna Bengtsson 01 aug 2007 06:40