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(~colddanfeettan dA)

July gift

She spoke about: 'Moon',
pronouncing it carefully.

She ran down the hill and back
While telling me about some
Miscellaneous things

(I couldn't breathe when
she would left
But I didn't want to leave anyway)

She avanguardly cut the air
walking towards me
Tossing her hair from one side to another
Streching out hand
Clutching it tight
Her careless laugh
(might have been too light)
And her legs from
Design illustration books
And swing and swing
of her black loose skirt.

I go out, I hide behind the door
and close my eyes
So immutably

Post je objavljen 03.10.2006. u 23:09 sati.