Dusk
Sunrise
Peeping over the line
Smilling
Looking at me
With is tender eyes
Growing up
Claping is hands
wanting to play with me
in the warm smell of morning
the sweet summer flavour
touch
Say goodbye to the moon,
Child
She has laid
tired, exhausted, burned
under the wakening of the sun
Farewell
night princess
your time is spent
go to sleep
so long....
Wednesday, November 19, 2008
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