The old longing, only painit has left in my chest.I live a false youth like this.I am a “departure”I have no name.Do not love me!Better this way….
I am a departure…
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On the white horse
From Elysian tears the sand of the soul grew wet. From tears caused by betrayal – pain Come! Come again! Your arrival on the white horse I will await, without tears…
O Dreamy Creature
A breeze blows, and shakes the leaf, / Rocks a wave across the sea.
If you did not know
If you did not know that He is watching you, If you were not certain of the breathing of the stars Behind the great clouds, If you did not hear His waiting smile Behind…