Jumat, 05 Agustus 2011

poetry

Open the door sorry for my sky
so I can lead to cloud your umbrella
send the dove of peace that is deposited sequence
in half of my breath.

Open the door sorry for my twilight
so I can remove the hesitant and worried you
make up your evening look through orange scarf in the wind
Meeting warm hug to spend curiosity.

Open the door sorry for my dark
so no nightmares there is only a beautiful night for you
turn on the bed burn forgotten memories of grief
replace it with a raging fire of love.
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