FROM THE NIGHT AT NIGHT
The night was dancing around the hidden moon
The clouds had been silk embroidered by golden stars
Covering their brightness, while the fairies
Balanced their veils in lost images…
And I, like a flower in a garden, trembling with fear…
Lost of the dreams at the moonlight and the loves
Because behind moonlight, I was neglected…
And every of my dreams were dead…
31.08.08
The clouds had been silk embroidered by golden stars
Covering their brightness, while the fairies
Balanced their veils in lost images…
And I, like a flower in a garden, trembling with fear…
Lost of the dreams at the moonlight and the loves
Because behind moonlight, I was neglected…
And every of my dreams were dead…
31.08.08
Etiquetas: poema e foto de joaninha
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