The
Stars are drowsy now
So let me tell you two or perchance
Two and more heroic folklores
*
Let
Me tell you
How my soul descends
Amidst the Nile river and wend
My way through the vallies
As I scramble in the brambles searching for thorns to write on the wild emotions
*
Let
Me tell you
How sweet I ******
The blushing rose just for the milky lines and rhymes
*
Let
Me tell you
How I finds myself submerged in the oceans
And drowning and drowning
In my delusions and affections
*
Let
Me tell you
How I smile every mile I gets whiles I write
And childishly engraves them in every word I fetch…
To be cont….
©Historian E.Lexano
Sep 26, 2016
Sep 26, 2016 at 6:03 AM UTC
The
Stars are drowsy now
So let me tell you two or perchance
Two and more heroic folklores
*
Let
Me tell you
How my soul descends
Amidst the Nile river and wend
My way through the vallies
As I scramble in the brambles searching for thorns to write on the wild emotions
*
Let
Me tell you
How sweet I ******
The blushing rose just for the milky lines and rhymes
*
Let
Me tell you
How I finds myself submerged in the oceans
And drowning and drowning
In my delusions and affections
*
Let
Me tell you
How I smile every mile I gets whiles I write
And childishly engraves them in every word I fetch…
To be cont….
©Historian E.Lexano
