Summer dreams

Summer dreams

I dream of summer all day long she said,
reclining thoughtfully on snow.
There is a strange distortion in my mind
of seeing flowers and colours in the white

I looked at her and pondered wearily
on broken mirrors and lost souls
on the mortality of stars and
on the innocence of angels

She smiled and opened up her mind
and bade me enter.
I took a step and there was peace
I breathed in deep; the smell of blossoms.

Thank you mortmer for the pic :)

I hate you

I hate you I said
and it was the truth
I hate you so much it hurts
it hurts to hate you

I hate you because it hurts
it hurts because .....
I was not enough or
I didn't know the rules

Nevertheless it hurts
and so I hate you
I hate you
Come back!