time bent as i thought <br />of you while walking <br />down the old verandah <br />the spaciousness <br />and quiet of the field <br />precipitated the loneliness <br />kept so long in the heart <br />a stagnant lake <br />that awaits rain <br />to freshen up the water <br />the verandah where <br />an anxious heart had <br />beaten to his/her steps <br />where the molten love <br />flame spilt over without <br />an acknowledgement <br />from the desired <br />even when we were <br />two metres apart <br />yet a love that boiled <br />yet the fiery emotion <br />of spring love <br />raged on inside me <br />where every breeze <br />evoked romanticism <br />every blade of grass <br />danced as if to show <br />their care, to calm this young heart <br />that craved for a gentle touch of love <br /> <br /> <br />inspired by: <br /> <br />'I Thought of You' <br />I thought of you and how you love this beauty, <br />And walking up the long beach all alone <br />I heard the waves breaking in measured thunder <br />As you and I once heard their monotone. <br />Around me were the echoing dunes, beyond me <br />The cold and sparkling silver of the sea - <br />We two will pass through death and ages lengthen <br />Before you hear that sound again with me. <br />Sarah Teasdale<br /><br />john tiong chunghoo<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/i-thought-of-you-5/
