viernes, 29 de agosto de 2014

Fleeting existence

Out there... 
Little snowflakes that falls down
covering the footprints of the road,
which led me to you.

But soon, in the spring, 
after each one of my steps, 
there is a flower 'forget me not', 
who will talk about you,
long after my fleeting existence.

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