When I said I love you; <br />I write it on a leaf of paper, <br />Folded beautifully, scented. <br />It may just be burned, thrown away <br />Still, a copy remains within me. <br /> <br />I clicked the letters for the words to stay; <br />Right in front of me, my poetry, <br />All my unspoken words, all my dreams; <br />Neither for the eyes of the world to read, <br />Nor for the world to know; <br />But, for my heart to say every word for you <br /> <br />I write it in the sand <br />To let the sunshine kiss on early dawn <br />Before the clouds dropp rain of tears, <br />Let the moon and the stars touch at night, <br />Before the teasing waves washed away my words <br />And bury it under the sea as if it was never told. <br /> <br />On a leaf of paper, my love is written, maybe thrown away, <br />My hard disk may collapse and gone my poetry, <br />The waves may wash away my words in the sand, <br />Someday, with the journey of life, I will depart <br />My love remains, for I scribble it in my heart. <br /> <br /> <br />_mAia_ <br />113009 <br />10: 00Am<br /><br />Maia Padua<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/i-scribble-it-in-my-heart/
