autor:: Elendurwen

rubrika:: poezia

Legs are shaking
And all is dark
When it's near
A senseless fear

And his passion
When it licks
Your frozen skin
Your mouth and chin

A small black hole
Inside the hearth
Is dismounting you
Part by part

When black ghosts
From outside your soul
Take all happy
And leave just the hole

napísanísané:: 21.9.2007

prečítalo:: 1040 ludí