Τρίτη, 23 Φεβρουαρίου 2010

Three Lovers


They stand in the corner
their eyes raped by fear and lust
forgetting whom they chose to left behind
And a vast ocean for them is now open

The gay death flirts with their life-lines
The disgust smells in their fingers
And the impossible ecstasy now is theirs
Phasing out the passion from their lives

Look upon me, when his mouth you kiss
Smell me on his chest like a cheap drink
Cry for me the moment you blow him
And confess it to the Universe, that you once loved me!

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