22 de fevereiro de 2012

I Remember When You Held My Hand


Outside
The storm clouds gathering,
Moved silently along the dusty boulevard.
Where flowers turning crane their fragile necks
So they can in turn
Reach up and kiss the sky.

They are driven by a strange desire
Unseen by the human eye
Someone is calling.

I remember when you held my hand

Bocas OnLine

4 comentários:

QUIM disse...

HUUMMM..MUITO PROFUNDO ISSO...Espero que estejas bem...não tens aparecido..bj

Anónimo disse...

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Seraphyta disse...

Quim,

Obrigada pelo comentário. És um querido :)))

Prometo que vou dar notícias. A sério que vou.

Seraphyta disse...

Dear Stranger,

Oh yeah, I´ll tell you something
I think you´ll understand...

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