now i'm trembling, my beloved
for everything moved
lower as they stranded
out of my hand
stand beside me, my beloved
it's only emptiness and cold
when i try to catch the bold
of your smile and memories shed
now i'm trembling, my beloved
nothing can be saved
only good things brewed
'til my nights faded
@makassar, 210410
Wednesday, April 21, 2010
trembling
jam 9:06:00 PM
Label: poem
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