There’s some invisible milk in the coffee - it's going cold
T o u c h i n g
moving fingers and separating lips
( I’m drinking Life )
Changin’ Season in the sound of Loneliness,
in the shape of Silence,
in what has been (so far) unknown.
Will you close your eyes for a while -
- will you, if in a while I’ll be gone?
I can hear the sound of the falling snow from kilometres away
I can see your face in this precious moment -
- the best sweet&melancholic smile I’ve ever seen
.:feeling there’s something in me you are in need of:.
.:feeling there’s something in me you are in need of:.
milk and coffee are making love
.I’m drinking Life.
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