الجمعة, مارس 21, 2008 - فَضْفَضَة (8)

when the dusk take the sky, and
the satrs starting to dancing around the moon
i be out of the wolrd
out of life
heart and soul became to
look for you
whispers to moon
and ask him to send my message to you
.i miss you

يُرجى أخذ الأذن, قبل الاحتفاظ بأي سطر من سطوري.