Knitting a poem for you...

the clouds are the memories of the rain/you are mine they asked to knit a poem for you one word drops, i stare and watch from me to you... my lost speeches... every time i miss you i look and what do i see? on the face of the sky the reflection of the letters hanging from the heaven i’m empty inside out... one poem request still waiting/ hidden inside the hole of the time i embrace myself with misery was you my shadow/was i chasing you? i turn to the east, to the west to the north and to the south i am only a little dot. gd Bromley Road – London 23/7/2009