Damn,,,
It is winter and I’m feverish
To cherish the hope that we are still burning
For something I used to know
For something we are not now
It is little pouring as the sweat of lovers
We did, or we have
Rain.....
Blowing an obscure wall of joy and agony
I am falling down a crater
of life
Touching the limit of our
Velocity of love
Detukeli, 20/12/2012
23:16
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