A Poetry.....

not my work, a work of a legendery man :-) its beautifully simple

I sat down on this bench

And there was this girl

I looked at her

And she looked at me

And looked away

I’ve never forgotten her though

I've opened a shrine in my mind

Where I worship her night and day

One day I may see her again

But I hope not:

For the reality

Will surely

Kill

The dream

Jim