Didn't you know the sky is cold,
Could your heart be open throat?
Could you be the bravest knight,
That is hero of my mind.
Words of baby are so clear,
Pure soul and grateful femme,
What's the colour of the fear,
Who can people always blame?
Blood and sweaty skin on me,
Gorgeous, painful eyes,
I'm not virgin, don't you see,
All the dresses dies.
Dreams of eternal life are sweet,
Burning all the lights of night,
Can you hear that star's beat,
Darkness comes when soul can fight.
Princess' been sleeping for many years,
Waiting for coming her husband someday,
"Always" and "May be" - beautiful rivers,
Flooding upon silent bay.
Sleeping and crying
© Copyright: Дхармасоул, 2008
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I do like your poem!Wish You good luck!
With respect,
Di!
Диана Давоян 08.06.2008 15:10 • Заявить о нарушении
With respect,
Di!
Диана Давоян 08.06.2008 15:10 • Заявить о нарушении