Pastel bones .^.

Such pain that resembles, like an heaven embrace. You fight to much and the life keeps flipping away from your bones! Even the wind is so green, like the flowers on your skin. Alone is something, like beside your unknown happiness! Hold on to the breath that disappear from your lips, like a touch. If in your loneliness, you will not let go of me___ that will be some kind of lOve that may be true! Quiet silence never will leave you alone, like a whisper in time. In pieces of an broken heart is my body, like a blue sky, I will dream again someday- perhaps! Can't find the words of a butterfly, like a candle light. But what if, He choose me to be His life bouquet? Waiting of spring petals in a sadness leaves, like sweet pastel.*.

                                                                                              - A. A. Popovici,