ontherun

The night mixed dying day with mud and blood
Awaiting you kept flowing as I ran
Through forest shadows
Sleeping trees were walls
As high as human eye can reach
Beneath the moon, beyond the blacklit meadow
Where you sleep
In tenderness of grass
In warmth of summer night
In dreams
Without me...


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It’s beautifully.

Андрей Вест   03.03.2004 03:09     Заявить о нарушении
It"s something that made me feel. So close to happiness, so close to madness. Thanx.

Семпер Нови   16.03.2004 17:49   Заявить о нарушении