lauantai 18. tammikuuta 2014

Rhymes danceable Finnish

In the evening, I often feel hungry, 
sleep leaping onto my hair. 
Fatigue give birth to their own poems, 
it is sufficient to write the word 
at a time. They are dancing in a row 
However, in a row. 
Burn inside of me came the words, 
languishing racking longing 
hanging in the air rhymes. 
I'll stick to them, the paper 
I write a poem of rose scented. 
Or the nature of the pain of harrowing tone. 

My thoughts around this 
the world, I am a citizen of the world. 
Rhymes danceable Finnish.

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