Friday, June 01, 2007

A strange white

Wishful glance on white sphere
in a great wish eyes craves forever
but surprisingly rarely sometimes
as bright as never before
like white wonder on sky

swinging form mother earth
to fly into white blossom
a bright yellow star above
like many more young,
the high beams to keep awake
throughout night till it dawns

doubts on its nature
weather in only times of summer
like sun was hotter
moon would be coldest
blinking its the secret of brightness

taking away the terrace
sprinkling water to cool the heat
laying heads next to next
facing the black endless screen
counting the twinkling stars on it
bringing the moon between fingers
in a little fear about universe