quinta-feira, 26 de janeiro de 2012

the fighter bows





after so many rounds

the fighter liks and bows

a hundred wounds

to find his tune


a quiet strange lagoon

is waiting from the start

though he thought

it was to soon


in the blossom of his heart

he finds the world is just

a love dream shadow

and love he must


praying his own sin

the fighter diving in


a prayer and a sin

a fighter diving in





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