quinta-feira, 26 de março de 2009

new love song

she was born
in (between) words
and grew up sailing
among the lines
'til she was noticed (ad)dressing
eyes of outside [[[

he woke up
as sunflower's field
waves on colours
right on time
to learn how to whistle
every morning love

(and we were drowned onto
our everlasting song)

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