Can we be old-fashioned once again,
Falling in love without a word to send?
Connected by our souls and our hearts,
Speaking through our eyes, when words are done.
Staying close, though miles may keep us apart,
Sharing one sky, one moon, one heart.
Tag: short poems
Cloak of White
Calm waters shimmered with life,
Mt. Fuji draped in a cloak of white.
It watched in silence from afar,
Grounded firmly, and crowned with stars.
Stumbled Thoughts 