Ankesenamme Lurudef
Poeta recién llegado
The moon shines
under the shadow of the wind.
Nocturnal birds of the sky travel from the cold wake that separates us.
A feeling of nostalgia overwhelms me; I want you with me.
Eternity merges in that moment when the intense crimson joins us transforming us into a dawn.
Further, our spirits are in our dimension, a place where they enjoy unlimitedly resembling the ambrosias of those who were "gods" in Olympus.
Derechos reservados.
under the shadow of the wind.
Nocturnal birds of the sky travel from the cold wake that separates us.
A feeling of nostalgia overwhelms me; I want you with me.
Eternity merges in that moment when the intense crimson joins us transforming us into a dawn.
Further, our spirits are in our dimension, a place where they enjoy unlimitedly resembling the ambrosias of those who were "gods" in Olympus.
Derechos reservados.
