On The way to you ...



In the white sails floating on the sea
A horse galloping on deserted roads

At these races epic songs of yesteryear
For long journeys, to the years and months

To erect barriers, contrary to hurricanes
In the past greatness of love crosses
Sidewalks covered with pigeons passers
And the cold scorn of a red grimace.

And yet my heart do not beat no less strong
My lips are constantly calling your name

With the same ardor, with the same faith
I come to you I come to you I come to you



Poetry by Farés
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Written on 2011-08-01 at 16:33

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