I stopped searching for you

since you stopped wishing to be found

I stopped reaching for you

since you chose not to care anymore...

Yet the memory of

our past beautiful sentiments is alive

within my old heart

still beating for poetry, for love,

for music and friendship.

My language is simple,

Never had wishes to play games

The memory of the eastern rose

still perfumes my nostalgic soul.

Perhaps some day, somehow

you will understand my essence

and my gentle prayer for you...



Copyright adela-adriana moscu, February 20, 2004 Lancaster, P.A. , USA