Walking Through her Silhouettes

Bernice Cheo

`Independent

`Nostalgic

Saturday, May 17, 2008

Fragments deeply etched

The Mirror Reflection: The eyes chooses what to see and what one wants to see.

The Vitriolic Shades

Just Back in Time,
Nostalgia, is A Child's Gift,
and A Thousand Words, The Sweetest Sin.

Somewhere Out There, Then Somebody Bends,
I see a blue Agapanthus, it seems again,
I'm Chasing An Illusion.

No matter the Past, Present and Future,
Precisely This Moment I've Cried,
for,

I have An Aversion to Change...
To Love Life Again.

Bernice