Sunday, January 27, 2008

Holding on to old times ..

Somedays there are no snowfall on my window ..
somedays there are no mistletoes on my doorsteps ..
Its just fortitude and that longing ..
I Bind to those long lost days much too tightly ..
And those faded images of you linger in the closed corridors of my mind ..

by Sour-ing Mercury at 8:56 PM Category

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Soaring Mercury

"Florentino is so in love with Fermina that he eats gardenias and drinks cologne so that he can know her taste. He becomes drunk on the cologne, and his mother finds him the next morning, in a puddle of his vomit, in a cove of the bay where drowning victims are known to wash ashore" - Love in the time of Cholera