Wednesday, June 5, 2013

The early summer

June is here, again.

Early summer has arrived.

Roses start to bloom.

Exotic smell more distinct in late evening.

A bush of roses, red roses

A bouquet of english roses for michelle ma belle

A red sharifa asma for the one with the sad eyes

Here are my roses for you  on your most important day in your life beautiful one, said he

alas, it can only be seen by the naked eyes not meant to be hold upon her bosom

But, the thoughts that count, wise man said

My flying kiss for you dear good friend

Not meant to be soul mate

Only meant to be an owl wondering at night


Looking down that lonely long and twisting road