Friday, January 14, 2011

Our love is an island

Our love is an island, 
an old forgotten song
our bodies are a cloud of distant rain
a sweet shiver, a reverie
covered with the shade 
of white waiting

Time passing by, 
a smoke - it dims our eyes
and life is a sorrow, unbearable, vast,
a soft whirling of the wind, 
a thread that ties us together
and vanishes into the sky
like a night shadow... 

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