What do you think it is , she asked in a soft tone .
Thinking of the answer , he fumbled , and she fumbled more ,
Fumbling like that of the ice from a frozen Leaf .
Shivering like the leaf did .
They were cold , and far .
Fumbling to say they meant it , but couldn't.
She told her about a world .
A world she never spoke about .
The world with fallen Leaves and branches with snow like a veil .
Or should I say , or should I not .
I fumble again !
Have you seen something broken and yet beautiful .
Someone in love.
Have you seen into their eyes .
They reflect the image of the wish they made , the wish staring at them , asking them to break so it fulfills .
Asking them , yet , to break more .
There's nothing more beautiful than that wish.
It stares at you with the blue eyes .
EYES !!
They did it all !!
Winters were many but , the winter she had .
Asking him to be free and meet her in the rain ..
And she stepped out and cried for the sky whispered and promised not to rain again .
What came down was snow , and his snowflakes ... !!
Meaningless?
Anything more enchanting that the meaningless stories ??
The never fulfilling wishes .
Look up they are staring !
The BLUE EYES , YET A BIT GREEN.
