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The cold wind makes the morning tremble The day promises to be a cold one Lost in a land where trees have no leaves They're a metaphor for me without you and you without me. I shiver on the streets, hoping you'll turn up Around every corner I see Hoping you'll notice me first and surprise me. So I look around, but you're nowhere to be found. Only the cold wind carresses me |
I like what this piece has to say and I hope you offered great thanks to siradrian for the editorial help.| Posted on 2007-10-06 00:00:00 | by ErgoIgo | [ Reply to This ] | The metaphor is a neat one and the whole works rather well. However there are a fewe bloopers in terms of spelling: | leeves should be leaves chiver should be shiver metaphore should be metaphor carresses should be caresses "trees as no leeves" should be "trees have no leaves" | Posted on 2007-09-30 00:00:00 | by siradrian | [ Reply to This ] | |