I’m at the peak of an excitement crazy colts are running in the wind of my face whatever boils in the earth is my blood much impatient to wear flesh and bone Child as like fata morgana
ever since i heard your voice screams rising in me, yelling "mom" with the touch of a sky faced angel drawing its rose figure when reality turns into a dream smiles balu balu, the kid is fragile
love is drawn black with a pen moon on your face, stars miracles, legends blessing is thousands of women on the face of the raging earth
Suffering child knows better than anyone else Sacretness of the one who gives life the arrival of death before birth our hunger to the sun our submission to beauty
Since i’ve been in love I am the body of that unborn child
aproaches with its gigantic black wings, captures with claws of iron death huggs tighter in her naked innocence in her love
Sarper
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