luni, 17 iulie 2017


dreaming of you

My heart vibrates
In another sign
often drips
by force with troubled moments
over my body of loam
descend human hand
with look lost
My memory traces the stars
gathered on the shoulders of time blooming
do not know to dream
molten in color
in cups of silver

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