talks and windings
never thought
that the burning ashes
would still reveal
such great stories
heard the wind
swooping over
and taking the stories
into its flight
saw the circles
as heaven was twisted
and hell froze to death
when I descovered
that you are still here
making way for feelings
giving in to chances
for conversations
as I outrun them
by following the wind
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| Erna Muermans: | Zaterdag, augustus 02, 2003 12:21 |
| deep thoughts but today there is no wind... and brings no talks to me... beautifull poem erna |
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Over dit gedicht
| Auteur: diepdenker | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: Sheena | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 02 augustus 2003 | ||
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