Monday, March 22, 2010

Lxxxiv From: ‘cien Sonetos De Amor’ Comments

Rating: 2.8

One time more, my love, the net of light extinguishes
work, wheels, flames, boredoms and farewells,
and we surrender the swaying wheat to night,
the wheat that noon stole from earth and light.
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Brian Jani 27 April 2014

Awesome I like this poem, check mine out 

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