Jumat, 16 Januari 2015

Rigid

I clamp my longing in my wings
from above
I saw a moving object
you and your bike
I dropped granules my longing
a long the way that you are going through
hope you stop
to collect granules my longing
and put in into your pocket
but.............
you keep moving
let my longing scattered
and swept by the wind

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