Tuesday, September 4, 2007

No River. Comments

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No river set to shift avowals, words, sorrow...
What springtime failed to burst out, singing, in our eyes.
Why sing? If not a kiss would have swollen your sighs,
No desire broken our careless fates with its blows?
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Michel Galiana
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