A scrambling cloud above the tree <br />Lonely, feels so different from others <br />The sound of wind sings the gritting teeth <br />Can she hear me now? <br /> <br />And love can see through everything <br />Age can hold it back, but not forever <br />Just in a moment it feels so cold <br />Yet it’s beating whenever I grab it <br /> <br />This is me and my heart <br />Hanging on an unnamed tree <br />Waiting for a time to reach the heaven <br />Before losing his mind on a fairy tale<br /><br />Alexander Foald<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/beauty-fools-men/
