Another rose sunset
I’ve thought of you again
During another
Swallows crowded
Rose sunset
Crossed by the straight line
Traced by the turbine’s
Exhaust gases
Of the jet that used
To take me home
To your house
Every Friday
Our budget allowed it
VABM July 12, 2009
Siento no entender esta lengua.
ResponderEliminarPasaba a darle las gracias por su voto en mi alma perdida.
Muchas gracias.
Un saludo.
Have a safe trip then =)
ResponderEliminarThank you HoneyBee :-)
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