Saturday, April 01, 2006
Something of you still taut
stull tugs still pulls,
a rope that trembled
hummed between us
Hummed, love, didn't it.
Love, how it hummed. [a short extract frm 'Vino Tinto' by Sandra Cisneros]
They once had a good time, but with time, she has begun to accept the loss..feelings of nostalgia? i guess that must be wat this poem is trying to convey..
hmm just tot i would like to share this short paragraph wif u guys since i found it meaningful..
i love literature. (: