Dust
You can’t see my smile, you said,
Your vision is blurred by dust.
Neither can I see your smile, I said,
So is mine blurred by dust.
In our eyes, what makes dust spread?
A wise man answered-
In your hearts, it’s called distrust.
Dust
You can’t see my smile, you said,
Your vision is blurred by dust.
Neither can I see your smile, I said,
So is mine blurred by dust.
In our eyes, what makes dust spread?
A wise man answered-
In your hearts, it’s called distrust.