A pen static in a dot.
Ideas trapped in my mind
Your eyes looking through me
make my brain ask
Why I´m writing this?
Says I.
Like a shell to my ears,
sometimes a fragance is.
It reminds me of beautiful forgotten things
and just by chance.
Hemlock Tolkirshe Said.
And that was all for both.
2 comentarios:
Las últimas dos líneas de says I evocan mis recuerdos. la última línea es genial. creo que las primeras dos no están a la altura del resto
He said by chance.
pretty good!
Keep it up
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