Saturday, February 11, 2012

Day 42/366

Strangers in Pandora's Box
Strangers in the sunny day,
In a land of far away,
The misty skies a clear grey,
The champagne with a sweet taste.

They lived in paradoxes,
Pandora's box, if you may.
Not a clue what was a-coming,
Coming along their way.

The snowflakes began to spray,
Atop the roof on which they lay,
The sun and skies were lost to night,
A new found love did ignite.

The patterns in their hearts were torn,
Not a more morbid feeling found,
And then one day he walked away,
Without a peep, without a sound.

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