onsdag 30. juli 2014

Cold... In the light of that saddest day, - Vast, vast was the city in... No one returned my gaze. Not one person knew me.


Then, in a dream come true,
Two beautiful passers-by
Appeared in front of me - two
Unique, unrepeatable eyes !


My senses trembled.
God
Himself seemed to make a promise.
But the eyes had no sooner held
My own, that they vanished.


I woke on the saddest day,
And icy light pierced through me.
Vast, vast was the city.
Not one person knew me.


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