8 Mayıs 2012 Salı

short love poems

short love poems
With such vehemence the wind
it comes from the sea, that their sones
Elementary contagious
the silence of the night.

Only in your bed you hear
insistent in crystals
playing, crying and calling
as lost no one.

But he is not who in sleepless
you have, but also another force
that your body today is prison,
It was free wind, and recalls.
short love poems

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