Sunday, January 22, 2012

I remember the frog

On the rooftop we listened to music
I grew a beard and you started shaving
Who was the last to grow wings
I wished we had gone to the movies
Carried away by pictures on screen
I threw the frog over the railing
I remember it could not fly
I remember all was a joke, always
I remember your hazy eyes
I remember your wings
Maybe I remember your smile
I forgot, was there an echo
I remember the frog
Your falling voice, I forgot
Was there an echo