I kissed the gate...

i stopped and kissed the gate i walked through the park hoping to see beloved the park is lonely as i... may be i’m late the only awake souls are the foxes’ right now the night is silent silent as death i stare at the dark sky there’s no glimpse of a single star maybe, maybe this is the resemblance of the death i feel cold... and i carry on walking in between the peacefully sleeping trees at last i reach to the lake and take a deep breath so i grin silently to the lake and jump in... i guess this much pleasure shouldn’t be a sin... gd -Bromley Road-London 18/7/2009