By Wing
Date: 12 December 2000
Rainbow
His glare, speaks a thousand words itself.
When he remain speehless, my heart skip by his song.
We drift apart into two directions.
Infinite dreams we had of each others.
And when this love reaches its new height,
the rainbow crosses the bridge to the end of the sun.
And we walk upon this rainbow that was ours,
and we again, hold on to each other.
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