I could hear the rain
That repaired her eyes
Water flowing
Through my mind
I spoke from the clouds
To a bangle sound
Sipping from the sucked nectar
Off my yellow butterfly
She spread her wings
For my prayer
And showed with what to write
For the sea, I wait all night
Friday, May 30, 2008
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Wednesday, May 21, 2008
The girl from my dreams
Saturday, May 17, 2008
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