Einhorn

Like every other story teller, I just fail to ignore the call of untold stories, so I narrate...

Monday, August 24, 2009

Chronicles of Courage I

If holding your hands were silver,
your smile the purest gold known to mankind
and if being close to you were of the clearest diamonds,
the look in your eyes would still be priceless
and my treasure still solely the dreams I have of you.


1 Comments:

Blogger Einhornin said...

Deine Hand ist in meiner,so lange Du sie da lässt.

Franz Kafka

12:11 AM  

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