25 stycznia 2016
Muse And Sorrow
An uneasy blood cascades
in the slender arteries
when you,
that I wanted to touch
disappear into twilight of memory.
Always a sense of bereavement.
why do I care for you?
Time drops like an old coin
in the hands of a drifter.
Take away my sleep
I want to wake for the whole night
and recite the unwritten poems.
Again life had been very kind to me
I am free to face
muse and sorrow.
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