Feb 2014
Now we are sixty
five
we take walks in
the countryside
pretending to find
the air there
easier
secretly, I wish for
the city
and the corrupted
cloud I had to
burst
to find you
five
we take walks in
the countryside
pretending to find
the air there
easier
secretly, I wish for
the city
and the corrupted
cloud I had to
burst
to find you
