lundi 27 juillet 2009

The day rose


The day rose
on your sleepy body
the wind blew
on your demolished hair


In this morning
only my heart remains waked up
me, i am in my thoughts
i remain there, to look at you


I am without defense
in front of this intense love
i lose my directions of them



I will spend my time
my supplement of heart
my source, my flame



















Chantal.

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