mardi 22 décembre 2009

A man that is not mine




I curse that blessed moment,
when my boat collided with your island and broke into pieces,
and took delight in crumbling,
and got fond of your shores!..

I curse that blessed moment,
as I flow like a river underneath a rainbow that is not mine,
to dream about a man that is not mine...

2 commentaires:

Walter VEGA a dit…

Buy him, or contact Raël for a clone.

Mayday a dit…

I'll buy him!! I sure will!! :D