Monday, September 26, 2011

to you (you too)

 even though when you're with someone, doing the same thing, at the same time, in one place, its never really the same, is it?
~Today (two days)~
The water, it was green
                                                 (no       jade)    
the reeds swayed and sighed
     in the wind
and the sky was clear
                                (or was it clouded?)
the karp played in the shallows
their mouths blowing bubbles
to the frogs.
mosquitoe's legs kissed
                         (no     skimmed) 
the surface
waves slapped and lapped
the wooden skiff,
            (it was a canoe)
this scene    (seen)    together
was different for me 
                         than you. 

same water, same sky. seen through different eyes with different  colours and hues, but converge at points.  

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