Saturday, March 2, 2013

My Odd

The Odd

My sixty third 
the one
I left it for a long time

I breathe the perfumed air
I crave 
seeking for it everywhere

I felt 
I feel
My companion along the road

walk and run
within the same distance
provided with infinite gold 

known destination
been told
patience endure
till the moment 
till we meet again
soon enough