autor:: Elendurwen

rubrika:: poezia

Her sweet scent
And warmth of breath
A veil of hair
And broken face
When I don't care
And make her down
And she has to
Cry and frown

So that the sun
Hides itself
In fires of hell
And I can't tell
Her any word
Please don't be silly
And don't get hurt

When I fall away
And you cannot wake me
Up and make me
The perfect lover
So I'm sending
You a flower
Wrapped in kiss
And filled with bliss

A kiss on your forehead
I plead you to forget
About the pain
Not perfectly sane
But I do love you
And feel for you
My brittle girl
Owner of my hearth
My shiny pearl

napísanísané:: 17.4.2007

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