Poems for the Light

Poems for the Light

A pair of prayers breaking through the night half the white half-black meeting is a longing burning all over hesitant to ashes

Above the sky the full eye seeks to peek at the clumps of prayer that hide behind the dark cloud of courage of a man

Then a grain of drizzle fell down to water the night until the two bodies fell on a tangled story, sometimes just a look

As usual, did the two men surrender? Of course not, it's too early to turn off the glowing dreams

She almost wanted to say that she could not take a bitter gulp of coffee anymore, but we would still suck it

Now he knows that he is dying if he has to move away from you, for him you are an opiate that has no antidote, except together