Milena2 все записи автора Стихотворение из книги Selected Poems (Death and Rising Are Through Human Flesh) by Antony Sturdee, Walt March
Your Eyes
At the crossroads of pathways,
Where morning fogs are blue and cold,
Your eyes carved out my days,
When silver frost suffused my soul.

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