I saw the morning in your eyes -
burning with decaying surface.
Not the morning I have seen
but the end of one more being.
Just like morning - rise and shine!
Be alive and almost live
before you die and be forlorn
like any other long before you.
But did you actually remember
your first kiss or tender whisper ?
Or the closest thing to love
and these feelings so evolving.
I know I don't - so dare you - do you ?
Can you really say "I love.." ?
Kalin Toshkov Staikov, 2008 ©
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