Sunday, August 02, 2009

missing conversations

forgotten memories

sunsets in villages and starry nights

that is new doesn't tally

the preciousness of the past


a crying radio

dark rooms and spectrometers

magic of the woods

the terrace, the fields, the midnight walks

dreams and fortunes

they come alive, they are spent

i run, laugh, cry, jump

but where can i find my missing conversations