CAPRICE LABELLED “THE END”
I walked past
the time
and you,
my paradise.
I stumbled over
myself, over a caprice
labelled “The end”.
I remembered you...
I kept you...
I was helpless,
but laughed with you.
Meaningless, needless
I gambled
and lost you.
Rf.: You, my most strong,
most tender,
Most...
Most of all.
You, most mine,
most colourful,
Most...
Most of all.
Last Updated ( Wednesday, 13 January 2010 18:15 )


