picture one is a duck

one. when it pours
she'd run to the nearest shelter
and watch the world in such view

two. wudn't have her umbrella,
but the scent of wet soil was enuf, wasn't it?

three. if she knu anything of german literature,
she'd love Willem Kloos.

four. Silence was a stingin hi pitch in her ears
yet solitude kud be an eulogy, or a symphony.

five. wudn't lit a candle in her birthday,
but spread her dispense and breathe the sky instead.

five. wud wait forever to stand in your hands,
only to conceal the moment.

five. she is a flower,
made of stone.

six. see it in her eyes,
see if she'd fake it.

seven. believes that love is not having,
but never really understand how.

eight. wud smile and probably laugh, a devout secrecy.

nine. had her life as clear as day to walk, had?

nine. a stranger that remains,
till its save to leave.

nine. U thought u knew her

nine. I thought i did

ten. back to where you shud