Marcus Nalgaber Posted February 19, 2020 Share Posted February 19, 2020 A woman, a kite and her secret universe I go, tied to a kite, cling to its rope trying that my feet don't miss a shoe a shoe I cross life fast trying not to fall prisoner of the winds that the moments inspire me I name the stars that illuminate the neckline of the night of the Gods I'm filling with gestures words and events that orbit within me parallel universe that I only see in dreams parallel universe that I only see in dreams How hard to know to be hand, kite, air and the rope that grabs it How hard to know to be hand, kite, air and the rope that grabs it Regards Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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