your hand on my chest
I know no other way
than this: where I does not exist, nor you,
so close that your hand on my chest is my hand,
so close that your eyes close as I fall asleep.
Pablo Neruda
your hand on my chest
I know no other way
than this: where I does not exist, nor you,
so close that your hand on my chest is my hand,
so close that your eyes close as I fall asleep.
Pablo Neruda
Ulrich Hollwitz 27/10/2024 7:55
Gefällt mir ausgesprochen gut.Manfred Schneider 26/10/2024 13:29
wirktlg manfred