Our spiritual wings help us fly in love.
and golden wheat is in your hair.
A woman is in your thighs,
and a poem in your movements.
You are fertile like a cherry tree in bloom.
Spring woods smell of you.
As well as love, your face is beautiful.
But, sitll, you are so common, for,
the wings are bent in your chest.
Poetry by Dejan
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Written on 2006-11-07 at 12:07
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Wings
The red sun is in your palmand golden wheat is in your hair.
A woman is in your thighs,
and a poem in your movements.
You are fertile like a cherry tree in bloom.
Spring woods smell of you.
As well as love, your face is beautiful.
But, sitll, you are so common, for,
the wings are bent in your chest.
Poetry by Dejan
Read 481 times
Written on 2006-11-07 at 12:07
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