My soul in a frame
- poetry and photography -
Friday, March 23, 2018
Dorian
The night is black - I am serious
Moon
Music dripping, fingers running - Birds flying from your lips
Far away
The linen is me - The lilies left behind on the bed
Time ago
You fall asleep - You wake up
I
Love
The night.
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