For once, I smile
He does not have time to sleep
woman writing rhymes
and as a mime
He tells the story mute.
Where are you all Peter Pan
again flew over the space
I would give you a kiss,
but the shirt hem
I do not get caught.
Star sky ride
across the desert, a moment too
is hot, and the inside
burn drug heartbroken.
The photograph I once
I smile as
the sun of Naantali.
Tomorrow it is for crying
it's not your lucky day beauties.
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