No-One
What makes you so happy,
holding frail roses,
dancing in teardrops,
fading in the Western sun,
I hardly know you,
you are melting,
you are my pain,
and I am yours,
I shall live no further!
Is this love,
Is this life,
Am I the Sun?
No,
I am no-one.
Copyright © Ph.D Volo Von Wolfenstein | Year Posted 2011
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