Lost Forest

In the losted forest
seeing my shadow

Dance with the pines
and a sad spruce
waiting for a dark night

Thinking of yours hot lips
that will not love anymore
because you are already among
the most beautiful stars

The morning comes 
forgetting your shadow
in other touches

As i move away from the source
still looking for a way to you
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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