The one on my shoulder
Carry her,Carry her in my hands if I could,
Place her on my shoulder,
Take the one on my shoulder,
To all lands, seas and skies that I go,
Throw away air,
Then replace it with the one on my shoulder,
As she is more valuable than air for me to live,
Burn all the crops from the fields,
Her little smile is what I crave for,
Leave me with nothing at all,
Not even the clothes on my back,
But please,
Leave me with the one on my shoulder,
Carry her I will,
Till the end of my path,
Carry her I will,
Till the vanishing of stars,
Carry her I will,
Even if I can't carry her anymore,
Poetry by Paurocks
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Written on 2011-07-30 at 08:27
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