Thursday, 25 September 2014

Tomorrow

Tomorrow
Tomorrow lies a promise that was made today, frail like a woman’s touch, melts in the rain like clay

Soon to be discovered, wonders all around, a promise once uncovered, precious like the light of dawn

Hidden like forgotten treasures, precious like fountain waters, simple yet complicated

It draws its essence from a rich vein of promises and a marvel of wonders

Like a lady in waiting, tomorrow so eager it flirts with time as hours seem longer,minutes feels like hours as the seduction becomes ever stronger

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