梦中的期待

个人日记

                                                  我把我却于启齿的期待和满满的祝福放逐在风雨中

                                                  镶嵌在那依然开放的丁香树枝上;

                                                  好让我梦中的轻袅落在你伸开的掌心里,

                                                  展现在你殷殷期盼的眼前。

                                                  当我的心灵与你的微笑相吸,

                                                  哪怕刮着风,哪怕下着雨;

                                                  我的心里只有你  !

                                                  这秋凉的雨夜仿佛就是你

                                                  无数个温暖的祝福

                                                  就像你无数的坚强的手

                                                  和我轻轻地握及。

                                        

                                                 记得山花烂漫时蝶飞花舞。。。

                                                 你是否徘徊在花坛前

                                                 把无限的心事印在脚下

                                                 那鹅卵石的小路上。。。

                                                 镶嵌在那碎石间的

                                                无人能解得无人能懂得密语

                                                而我却一直唯恐我的心事

                                                被那吐芳的花蕾

                                                和那绕花的蝶儿识破

                                                不敢迎合那份至诚。。。

 

                          

 

                                      谁明了我的内心?

                                     是你吗?

                                     你不曾用手拂过我的脸庞

                                     你却梳理了我不安的心灵

                                    让她宁静平和的流淌

                                    假如

                                    你是我梦中的那只待泊的船

                                    我就会是那宁静的湾

                                    那有多好多曼妙

                                    荡着迷人的浪花

                                   舒展着迷人的海滩。。。

 

                              

 

                                                                                                                                茉莉有感

                                                                                                                                               2012.8.30.7.16.

            

                                              

                                              

                                                

 

 

 

 

文章评论

雁南飞

你不曾用手拂过我的脸庞|你却梳理了我不安的心灵。精典。耐人寻味

红日

这秋凉的雨夜仿佛就是你,,,。