lunes, noviembre 13

*G2*

Friday,
I loose my patience close to midnight. I am going to be selfish for once.

Haggerston.
I find you at your door; half naked and bare foot.

Window
The air flows vividly through the room. The icy air stream kills me as softly as your soul kills mine.

Words,
Candles, red wine, lamps, music and harlequins.

Dawn,
Pure white sky, yellow trees, brown leaves.

Emptiness and sorrows.

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