a land of immigrants.
Take care. Have a positive week.
Monday, 25 June 2018
Saturday, 9 June 2018
L'amour, c'est quoi?
She lived in the forest .. In a hut, as she said .. She used to sleep when she wanted .. Never worked
Sarong knotted in the back .. Fruits, flowers and birds .. The taste of salt on her skin .. She was beautiful, I was handsome
Under a canopy of tulle .. A candle, a moonlight .. Our two bodies in a bubble .. Heart and fortune
We did not talk about love .. What is love? .. We never spoke of love .. The great love did not exist
She smoked, I kissed her .. She cooked, I hugged her .. She was dancing, I was singing .. In English, in Javanese
Naked under my apron I revived .. Abandoned under scented kisses
We did not talk about love .. What is love? .. We never spoke of love .. The great love did not exist
It was love. I know .. Until the end of July .. She smiled, but I guessed .. The wind had turned
Distraught by the Scarecrow .. What a monumental mistake .. Love, the true, the beautiful .. Had run off
Tuesday, 5 June 2018
Friday, 1 June 2018
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