You near on a tv...
When the sea flooded the lighthouse
and forest of photons sang in the aging process.
Just savour...
The whole crowd tries to keep drunk Moses...
Lay down next to me
to get ticket of free hug again.
Or female intuition escalates
only when the chest is divided in twain?
Die is cast.
Moon drowned in rust but never seemed so clear
gain humility easier than drag each other on the crosses.
So erratic...
Our fictional sin are worthless.
Die is cast.
Death laughs in the eyes of a child
who stole the first nine months of the mother's life
Celebration of arms where sorrow your bride
Blood on the paper in agony script dive.
(De-facto!)
What do you need to see?
(Die is cast!)
How's it feel to be?
(Overbearing in last!)
Or come back to me!
(I can't get out!)
Or don't ever judge me!
(You got all my thought!)
Aleajacta Est
© Copyright: Игорь Драгунцов, 2014
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