Forest Bliss
we beg for more wood
and forests to hide in
embrace behind glass
with trees as guardian angels
this time we dont move
we dont go any further
we stay and rest
safe behind glass
and trees as guardian angels
invisible in our robe
of forbidden love
we pray for darkness
the perfume of silence
Poetry by Silene
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Written on 2006-09-30 at 12:46
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