Wait

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This rich tapestry where I do not lay
was last nights no dream result 
A blank state of mind, dreamless
Inciting the morning to be proficient.

 

O dear that waits or are out of my lead,
I miss your presence, your part is the lost
Printemps of myself deluded,

I fear to try again and become against.

 

Waves and line of vision do not fit right.
As wave, you blur my sight completely.
And as a blind, only my stick may talk,
I being silent and reflexive while it telling
Jokes to the stones and balls of trash
it knows for ages, and the humor that I
met for so long is provoking vomit.

 

O woman waving and passing at the sound of within temptation,

I am devoted to you
Although our certitude being nonexistent

Attaining, once more, a vertigo that I want to feel

Till I fall within You, O passing woman

 

Within the days, over the nights, not all my mights are enough,

you must say yes.

 

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  • Autor: Mera Gente (Seudónimo) (Offline Offline)
  • Publicado: 20 de noviembre de 2013 a las 06:46
  • Comentario del autor sobre el poema: The author is aware of light and waves of light. Hugs and kisses
  • Categoría: Amor
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