Treasure Island

Rince Wind


on a cloudy misty day...


on a cloudy misty day
a little girl with big bright petal flowers
on her sleeveless frock
asked me what love was

I looked at the clear blue skies
and held my head back
till the skin on my throat ached
and with eyes wide open I stared
containing my own tears
which were fighting to let off...

but then one rolled down my cheek
and she laughed
for she knew not what pain was
and in her innocence thought it was a game
people played when they wanted to shed a few drops...

on a cloudy misty day
a little girl with big bright petal flowers
on her sleeveless frock
asked me what love was...

Submitted: Tuesday, July 18, 2006
Edited: Tuesday, August 17, 2010

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