'No I don't' <br />No- I don't lie to you at all. <br />(that's what he told me, before he left) <br /> <br />How many times <br />Have you heard <br />That - 'ignorance is bliss'? <br />. <br />I remember, it was in September <br />I ran, as if, tomorrow will never come <br />I ran towards you, after the stewards <br />. <br />They say, you were not on the jetplane <br />I expected. That you stood me up. <br />At Meadows field, were all the lilies <br />Dying, in despair, hoping that you are for real. <br />. <br />If- you did not show up, that day when <br />The dying flowers are hopeless to see <br />The magic that you will bring in my life <br />. <br />I wonder if you expect me to see <br />The beauty of your life, the madness <br />In your smile, the love that catches <br />Every inch of my fall. The waking moment <br />. <br />Every September, that which stands <br />As my personal winter. <br />I wonder if - the rain will fall <br />From solar eclipses or when the moon rises. <br />. <br />I wonder if you have loved me at all. <br />I wonder if you will be there if I fall. <br />Oh well - just know that I will love you <br />Forever more.<br /><br />Daffodil Decarie<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/my-personal-winter/
