lundi, 18 octobre 2010
UNSAID BUT CHIC
Nothing is ever said
Until the ladders discovering
And the streaming coming from the plain
Before that awful point
Mills are blowing about
Or shuffling the deals
There's no way of talking
Out of poetry riding
Only children twittering
Or caresses of a smiling breeze
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