Stay with me when the sun is bright
yet the breeze of summer is cold.
Put your hands over my eyes
Feel the glare silently quitting before me.
May I ask you
to comfort me now that I'm still strong
and leave me when down.
Be here when the dew is fresh,
for I may vanish when you're out.
Lay me where I want to.
Bring me no flowers
for I don't need it
So when you come on the night..
Alone..
There are lights,
But I'm nowhere.
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Into the Deep
ПоэзияInspired by stories of women and love I love scenes that are tangled And wrapped in cryptic form of uncertainty. And to which, by the sea, with my pen Under the setting sun I caught myself helpless to the deep of its light. Use of these pieces (or...
