| Ever Spoken Words. when the day was getting older I observed from the stygian gloom Of the boon companions Who sat among the various Of the smooth stones Of the stream that run so slowly Being enfolded in each's arms Breathing words,the most soothing I could tell from the motion lips What messages being born on that day The ever spoken words That continued until the night was come. When they left,I was left lonely Basking in the afterglow of love They have gone but not with all Left an engrafted images on my mind. |