Saturday, September 18, 2010

Y se tiene que pagar.....algun dia.

Luna Moth
2009
It’s not that I seek it.
It finds me.
In the music, in my dreams
In the smell I see.
As the moth longs for the beauty of the flame
There go I………fluttering, twisting, seething the same.
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