insomnia (II)
April 11, 2008 at 7:48 (between times, dark romantic, dream, love, melancholy, metamorphoses, poetry, selfreflexions, trauma)
when you want sugar
and all you get
is a breeze more
salt in your wounds
looking for rain
in this endless desert
you won’t forget
the aim
but you got lost
on the road
still waiting
in vain
in your love
linger for sleep
like the
insomniac
like the insomniac
