Sunday, May 20, 2007
Sonnet - Colors of Love
Leaves of burgundy floating to the ground
Soaring through the air, something so little
It creates a distinction, without sound
Reminds me of love, something so brittle
Let not the power of love be shattered
Of love intertwined gently together
Let not the terms of woe be recited
Before the crimson canal grows wider
Let the cyan sky only shine brighter
For complications are sure to arise
Pursue the hearts guidance to safe shelter
And work through hardships no matter what size
No longer a figment of fantasy
Dreams will transform into reality
love, Fung
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