20 juillet 2018
MOMENT OF WAIT
The wind the driven in the nothingness ;
Face downwards,
He waits for the light.
The wind fzde nothingness ;
Fills closed,
He remains lengthened
The wind bustless in the nothingness ;
Wrinkled eyes
It lies
Finally the wind pushes clouds.
Helping hnad towards the sky,
Where are you ?
You flavor misses me
Your accent, your eyes
My love
I look for you
Your charisma. Your hair
Alwayq with nice hair
Or freely
Are you near me ?
I like your photo of you .
I like your feeling.
My love you are far
And nevetheless in me
I would find you
A day, our day.
It is certain.
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