Ill: Kkc
WE MADE LOVE
We made love with loneliness that summerin a white room with curtains
blowing in the dull breeze
we consumed each other in greed
shutting the long shadows
in places where no light could reach them
Knowing very well
that the autumn never would let us in
the winter would freeze our wishes to ice
melt us into the next spring like flavourless drops
dried out by coming summer
to dust
like our game of love
Only loneliness left
like a summers burning heat
Poetry by PapaFahr
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Written on 2007-10-04 at 20:18
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