CALLIOPE’& rsquo; S LYRE A Glass
Of You
A glass of you
Just for me
Would certainly sustain my spirit
For endless times
However I chase you
And I taste you
Like the traces of fragrance
That lost its way
A couple of discolored moonbeams
Neglected on the earth after
The break of day
Like fresh water lost in
The salt of the sea
An idea centered by its
Very own gravity, in the middle
Of perpetual movement
No, my heart
You would leave me to deprive
And I gladly would too
We lovers, relatively,
Desire sink
And you might nourish me
If you were as actual
As significant
As the bitter words I consume
Some nights we put,
We grin, and
We down
Some evenings, we laugh
And
We
Drown
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CM 10.03.2017
‘& lsquo; Since beer consists of extra calories than your love‘& lsquo;- Sumit Goreja
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