duminică, 12 iulie 2015


My  hearts vibrates
In another Star sign often
ciphered and drips
by force with
troubled moments
over my body of loam
descend human hand
with look lost
My memory traces
gathered on the the shoulders of time
I'll break along
and breadth shirts
flowery not know to
me dreaming
molten in color
in cups
of silver

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