Sad…
Like rainfall at a warm night…
Close like when high…
beautiful like a bitter thunder…
My heart has become a well to your gaze
And my forehead a calendar to you dates
What are you waiting for?!!
A tree hugged your body…
Space left her free to hug…
The winds are coming..!
So the distance of thoughts grew larger between us…
Between the cigar and your lips…
My roses and your stars…
All roads have a dead end..!
For they don’t lead to your eyes…..
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