Eternity and a day
Her skin was thin
and soft as a morning-ray
Her smile was deep
in the depth of her soul
She let him go
as the wind blows
its lonely tune
for a song in june
Her offer to tall
as her wish was small
The morningstar
standing far
dances his dance
in a glance
of hidden shades
as she waits
for a glint
of a flint
And she lives in a morning-ray
for eternity and a day
and soft as a morning-ray
Her smile was deep
in the depth of her soul
She let him go
as the wind blows
its lonely tune
for a song in june
Her offer to tall
as her wish was small
The morningstar
standing far
dances his dance
in a glance
of hidden shades
as she waits
for a glint
of a flint
And she lives in a morning-ray
for eternity and a day
Reacties op dit gedicht
| vlinder538: | Zondag, mei 19, 2002 16:58 |
| ik herken mezelf erin... heel erg mooi... *tranen* kus Kimberley |
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Over dit gedicht
| Auteur: Luc Morren | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: maneschijn | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 19 mei 2002 | ||
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