around us
birds in flight
migrate away
and biting me back to your mind wandering
The smell of salt
sailed through his hair
the leaves fall on us
waves crash
restless on this gray afternoon and romantic
autumn
while I will follow with his eyes
and I see you again
go away from me
Cico 2009 (C) LPDC Terre d'ecstasy
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