It is not a djinn because it rhymes with "in", but because he tends to have conversations in the desert
That feeling tends to end
at the outskirts of my skin
and when I touch
no a tickle will come in
so spinning round the core
i find no escape
but from a whispering djinn
who talks just the few breezes
of the world
I live in
Poetry by erwin
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Written on 2007-02-24 at 21:50
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A Djinn
That feeling tends to end
at the outskirts of my skin
and when I touch
no a tickle will come in
so spinning round the core
i find no escape
but from a whispering djinn
who talks just the few breezes
of the world
I live in
Poetry by erwin
Read 289 times
Written on 2007-02-24 at 21:50
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