I am a nomad who wish not to be a nomad. I loiter around my own solitude with eyes wide open towards a guest unexpected. I love with passion and feel the pain with total devotion. My heart is not too far away from a quick smile and a silent tear. I live life like as if... I lost sense of time
Do not
Monday, September 07, 2015
Withdraw
I shall
not be the first to let go your embrace While I crawl and walk and run in a maze I look not to let myself pull out of life unjust While I relish pain in wakefulness and in rest
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