Crying in the moonlight

I am dreamed your dreamy eyes
Crying in the moonlight,
And the shriek tears echoing darkness
And black ravens in the dream I saw
Your white veil carries in its beak

And clearly I saw white pigeons
On the wings of their candles burning
Song can be heard , drunk musicians ,
They , like me rejoice dawn

In this , horror. I saw myself
I offer my hand , it is short
I ‘m desperate at this horror
To your arrival has been 4 hours

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3 thoughts on “Crying in the moonlight

  1. tutankhamon661 July 26, 2012 at 00:14 Reply


  2. readinpleasure July 25, 2012 at 17:21 Reply

    deep words

  3. nishanil July 24, 2012 at 07:28 Reply

    Life should not be a journey to the grave with the aim of arriving in one piece in a nice-looking and fresh-looking body, but to a certain extent to spin out in tirade in a cloud of smolder, comprehensively used up, completely worn out, and vociferously announcing “Wow! What a Ride!!!!

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