Monday, August 2, 2010

SUN and the MOON

In the midst of the crowd I see her
The face is so clear
She has a long hair that floats in the air
Walks slowly beneath those trees.

She smiles like pearls in the sea
Talks so smoothly with melody
Dresses in purity
Admired by everybody.

Behind the unique personality
Is a heart in agony
Looking for someone to feel her like one
The prince charming to come around.

I pity the woman I saw
Just when the man comes
Here is another story
A must to obey her family.

Even if things are almost perfect
Something has an exchange of it.
The woman in confusion
It’s like choosing between the sun and moon.

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