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Fingering glances

7:51 π.μ. // by apothesi1

Fingering glances
  all the nights I was gathering,
on empty horizons.
Do not hear me cry
  for wars,
love is paradise
  and let you shoot.

And I a boat
  to the river to deliver me
  on my nights,
a madness if it continues
  I will blow in the air
  in the Universe in silence.

So I loved my nights
  like a stormy sea
  I myself am all
  what I dreamed about,
I walked in deserted streets
  which opened cracked doors
  and closed when I approached them,
because I loved and loved them