Tick tock tick tock, goes my heart
Slam, bang! Slam, bang!
Do not look a gift horse in its mouth
Cos from it's teeth you can tell its age.
Serendipity is a mother...
I guess I am not good at expressing myself
And even worse at writing an intelligible poem
To all my avid readers, the blog would be active again soon.
I am just still camatose on my back from too much loving, I guess.
Wednesday, October 28, 2009
Posted by Trésor at 4:16 PM