On the break of the twilight
In the line of the mist
By the distant old planet
In the third rainband twist
In the kerchief so dusty
Closed by dark outlands
Faith lost once by poor someone
Lies forgotten in sands…
Go and take it with care
Bosom this precious friend
Your heart 'll start melting down
Faith 'll have home instead..
By the curved coast of ocean
Foamy bliss breathing wide…
Disembosomed and singing
Soul grew older that night…
Disembosomed and singing...
© Copyright: Оксана Соловьева, 2010
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reading aloud it sounds magical...such a lullaby for a soul...
Афро-Мэри 13.01.2010 19:37 • Заявить о нарушении
Афро-Мэри 13.01.2010 19:37 • Заявить о нарушении
Thank you sooooo very much!:) Happy to know you liked it:)
Оксана Соловьева 13.01.2010 19:44 Заявить о нарушении
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