Monday, October 16, 2006

Interaction


3 comments:

Lady Door said...

Back from holydays in my magic 'Kemet'... When a dream becomes reality, the reality reveals all its deep beauty... and the emotion leaves you speechless.
I infect you with the dream-like font color, I see... eheheh... good, good... ^___^
Bye
Chiara

ps: I really like your poem... even if it takes me a while to understand the meaning of "met by fence"... ^o^

Yang Cai said...

was your trip to the kemet in ancient Egypt, the black land? if we can't dream about future, let's dream about past, thousands years ago...welcome back, ciao!

Lady Door said...

Well, I'm that kind of girl who dream about the past, the present and the future... ehhhe! ^__^
I truly love the past, I live with all myself the present and I play hide-and-seek with the future (we enjoy ourself like mad kids!).
I hope to see again my Kemet... as soon as possible ^^
Ciao ciao!
Chiara