i love loneliness and daisies,
the streets are distracted upon my state of mind
the wind and the time lock in a circle
and look like they're the same
desolation pursues those who are in Love:
she traces Them by carefully glowing embers
and echoing songs and poetry
- They leave these scattered behind and among themselves.
God explains me that people seldom part in the night,
ears deaf,- eyes blind, -
back-to-back in the bed
and not embarassed to embrace
with sexual numbness.
Oh God..
Oh Charms..
no flowers
© Copyright: Сильви Вархола, 2006
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