Thank you my friend
Tonight I starting out to write a poem about all those things that only last for a while, things that happen and are forgotten... like some loves and the wind, about the slow walk of a lonely soul that cries and the sadness of the one that carries Autumn rains in his eyes I thought of writing about falling leaves that are not watched or about lost time, wasted time being apart, about living always in the shadows wishing for the light, about empty lips, that regret things they did not say, kisses... Sign in to see full entry.