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segunda-feira, fevereiro 28, 2005
sentinel
watch over the body of a wall
paper
where fingers
cross over the body
of a wall
fire where the tips touch
where ends meet
a full noon on a river's bed
lean over the tower and the blood rush
where borders are
slaves
over the edge
we see and wait for
the lovers inside
we watch and lean quietly
for the lover's inside.
watch over the body of a wall
paper
where fingers
cross over the body
of a wall
fire where the tips touch
where ends meet
a full noon on a river's bed
lean over the tower and the blood rush
where borders are
slaves
over the edge
we see and wait for
the lovers inside
we watch and lean quietly
for the lover's inside.
Comments:
a moment lost by a blink
unable to move or stay
holding for...
pulsing at an unknown rythm
lightouse or seer
wet by sea crushing
alone
sometimes too proud
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unable to move or stay
holding for...
pulsing at an unknown rythm
lightouse or seer
wet by sea crushing
alone
sometimes too proud
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