Einhorn

Like every other story teller, I just fail to ignore the call of untold stories, so I narrate...

Sunday, February 17, 2019

Finding Oldies from 2008

A flow
      of time, of life, of blood, of words;
A flare
      of colours, of memories, of notions, of moods;
A flame
      of desire, of a birth, of a fire, of a hope;
A life you hold in the palm of your hands;
A dance you keep dancing for the rest of eternity;
A smile perfectly matching your lips;
Your one and only chance 
      for all the pain and all the joy in the world.

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