she is still in my stomach…

Posted by: saroz

She is still in my stomach…

Carrying her i wander streets to streets,

I fly with a watch of nightingales,

I hug the open blue sky,

I blossom with lilies,

I chew leaves of green grass,

I grow intoxicated with darkness,

I speak with silence,

I roam with the waves of a sea,

I dance with rain,

I sing with a piano,

I weep with a guitar

I sleep with a whore…

Yes, and indeed she is still in my stomach…

she is still in my stomach… was last modified: February 16th, 2010 by saroz

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