Thursday, June 11, 2009

Without Her

Without her voice
I’m like a pirate in the desert
Dreaming of the sea
Without her eyes
I’m like the devil
Wishing for a celestial dream
Without her touch
I'm a wale drowning in chaos
With no song to sing
Without her kiss
I’m a peasant in rags
That used to be a king

1 comment:

Isabel Martínez Rossy said...

Me ha gustado el poema y la composición con la imagen. Precioso, Dash.