March 02, 2014

Oak tree

Every night, I see a woman
Dancing with her umbrella
The moon singing about love
In the other planet

The stars shining bright
But never guide the right

Oh, woman. I don't wanna know
Your name, 'cause you're a snake
Oh, woman. I don't wanna know
Poetry of life, you are the mistake

I don't wanna leave my home, at the oak tree

MH - 03/02/'14

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