Open Poetry #43 |
Romance Part Two (Hourglass) |
A Beautiful Disaster Member
since 2007-01-13
Posts 409 |
The pages of the years Are crying of the same; Each word - each silent sound reminds of you, I'm counting days By just extracting from dimension 'love' Dimension 'pain'. And I'll forget you, love Just when a blind man draws One sound on the non-existing wall, One of a rose That's falling quietly on the castle's floor, No longer whole. Through all the darkest nights I'll have your worst nightmares, I'll be your one eternal candle's light, I'm always there - We breathe the same and so much filled with love October air. And when the ages die, The broken hourglass - The symbol of the battle 'Love and Time'- Will speak of us. The world, no longer knowing what is love, Will speak of us. |
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