*#thun-d£R@%
$lov€+’
d£s||troys @
I saw you my love
and days melted
my — I // cry
a tiding plate I filled
And my God gave too
for our love
but silence died my
deathly heart sang
butter — eye flies
and blossom –>
My bosom full
of(over) a heart nesting
beating ivory moon
so I cry and what-did/does
I tickle ivory keys and sing
of death and love and life
shame on my soul //+\\
I love and loved my lover

:: 07-11-2014 ::