Saturday, December 17, 2005


I will close my eyes under the tree
Remember my sunscreen
Throw away my sunglasses
And let the sun penetrate my pupilas
I will laugh like never before
And make my body a tent
I will bite my lip
When I can shout nomore
I will have the time and the flesh
I will have time and be fresh
Like the fruit you always wanted
There will be a silence, silences
Like a million moons
That can't hide the sun


Bluesman said...

جميل جمال ما لوش مثال
شكرا لاقتسامك معنا هذه الكلمات

Najlae said...

bluesman> choukrane liqtisami waqtika ma3i