15 February 2011

An apple

I just look
with empty eyes
an apple in his hand

Red ripened
solid, shining
Temptation fills my head

I look
with athirst eyes
the apple in his hand

Hush
that apple is his
he climbed high
and hard, for it

An apple
for me, is on another tree
far away it may seems

Patience

(The best has yet to come)