Believe

I don't know how
To be your heart,
On every beat
All long... Like now,
Forever start
In love... For it.

I'm only loose
The flow of mind,
Without control...
Hwo flies confused
Spending the time
Not have my goal.

Comeback your soul
-By fragil winds-
On mine around,
To may implor;
You have the wins
To giv'me discount.

I'll be your blood
To fil you up
In freshness move,
All long a hab
Uninterupt...
To twist world tube.

poem by Daniel Aurelian Rădulescu (13 July 2011)
Submitted by Daniel Aurelian Rădulescu
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