domingo, 19 de fevereiro de 2012

How much

How much

As someone has done as much or nothing else
The mantle without promise and protection
From the days to come the most atrocious
Many new summer windstorms,
Times without ever bolder
Dictate how much can yes and no,
I wish to conceive the dimension
Do all that you certainly bring me
No more being so lonely and empty,
The whole point I challenge another
And I drink every drop of it was,
By regenerating that was not
The straight path is renewed in the spring
And carries the bittersweet how much waiting ...

LOURES

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