Friday, 31 October 2014


Rising up slowly the thin clouds of -
fog, the familiar vale looks
more mysterious, the
rosy winter again
touching the
soul or
in your emotion, again embellished
some dream unseen ! the wild
rose again blooming with
queasiness, some
unsaid novelette
wants to
say the secret of cosy night, still in -
the breath existed some tipsy
fragrance, do not know,
who was that
person ?
last night, someone has separated
the persona from me, and
overshadowed by an
unknown affinity,
I hadn't any
way on
those moment of infatuation, just - -
flowing and flowing with the
strange waves, toward
the unknown mile
stone !

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fogy emotion