Monday, March 23, 2009

The howling


you know me
I am your howling


the storm that
haunted every village of your soul
killed your roses
massacred your children
and demolished your church


every gentle breeze
on the back of your neck
a natural disaster
since

2 comments:

lemondegala said...

furtuna
urletul
teama
ating toate ungherele sufletului si trupului, uneori un strigat puternic poate darama spaima, poate fi strigatul interior
un cutremur poate sterge furtuna?

Corina said...

deep impact: uneori furtuna ce ne loveste pe neasteptate bintuie prin noi la fiecare adiere ce o urmeaza...:)

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