What is happening?
Today what is happening to me?In this solitaire night, I get stuck gazing the moon.
And find you in the brightening stars.
I open the book but from the words heart escapes away.
Today what is happening to me?
I intend to sleep beneath this pillowcase,
But this elongated night teases me.
Sleep looses me and your memory haunts me every moment.
I feel this heart heavy, tears roll down.
Today what is happening to me?
In the mass of angels,
Your face always reminisces high.
What kind of shadow is yours?
This is dancing in front of me, all the time.
Poetry by Zalan
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Written on 2009-08-24 at 10:23
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