in #poetry2 years ago

You opened my wings,

I learned to fly,

between the mountains,

our love is .....

August came to an end,

you wanted to be here,

you told me that time is already passing,

What happened in me ... but what are you here.

I have left your hands today,

the caresses and this pain,

Storm from sun to sun,

Get away from here ..... My salvation.

I will leave my bones,

and there's no need to say,

there are no leaves left,

because this wind blew them ...

You opened my wings.

And if ... I learned to fly .....

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