My Soul
On the infinite of sea
without shores,
only the horizon
run the clouds.
I remember,
from long time ago,
on the hot sand,
a young man
love a woman.
As the wind on sky
lavish the clouds
also the time
lavish
our loves.
Copyright © Ioan Rusu | Year Posted 2005
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