to one unique thoroughbred
running breathlessly on
the shores of Sinai ;
blinded by a green sun,
in his ageless power broods
a primal hunger, an
aimless gallop of raging
nature in his veins, pulsing,
beating, beating, shining force
לב
i believed in being better
but still i lied
i would try not to cry
anymore in front of shfanfan
help me find the truth
that melts my heart
anytime i see your bright face
bliss
my memory still at the window
on a not so casual friday afternoon
two heads now facing the city
in its fascinating semidarkness.
stuck in the bare pleasure
of this one shared moment
where our entire future is
already depicted and crystalized
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