Saturday, September 10, 2011

dark in missing you

beauty of the night

sleeping grass
waving stones

I'm floating
on the lake

burgundy sky
silver moon
under my feet

up there
another me
hanging
on the cloud

wishpering lulaby
in lonely tone

so quite
almost dawn

the fog
screaming your name
in silent..


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