Δευτέρα, 31 Ιανουαρίου 2011

September rain

I was landed one day
In a city forgotten by people but not by gods
nor animals, or flowers.

The day you will go
I will already know about it, She said.
Cities are like women,

When you do this,
and go

I will climb into your nose
Give you all the loneliness to smell,
As if as I was at the top of a building
and u had left me alone,

All of my steps of happiness to smell,
us to tango,
And the love you would have lost,

So that you never leave,
ever again.

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