Thursday, March 5, 2009
Once upon a time
Once upon a time there was a wine, a happy wine that went sour in the glass waiting for the toast that never came Once upon a time there was a rose bush that ran out of roses, because you would trade her roses for my kisses Once upon a time a golden bell used to toll every afternoon while we made love, back when you were mine... once upon a time, now, it does not toll and the river, that river of sweet and clear waters by which we used to hand in hand stroll... slowly dried up without our love...
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