SUNCHILD IN THE WIND
Take my hand.
We'll fly to where the land seizes to exist.
Hold my love.
Keep me protected from the child of lies.
How will I know if we've reached the land of sin
or if we're sinking in a troft of fantasy?
A flower blooms.
Innocent in life, Pure in color, Exact in form.
So new, uncontrolled by worldly obsessions.
Tomorrow will bring truth, peace, love.
One more silent hour in a day of triumph.
One morebroken tear shed in an hour of sweet revenge.
Float on the clouds and wash away my hurt.
My pains rise, evaporating from the moist soil of our earth.
You are my lover.
My heart is devoted to you in hate.
bAcK tO InDeX PaGe
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