The Rain brush the cold street
everyone the the street just walk away
only the street lamp accompany with the reflection of water in there
the whole city becoming Mondayish
good night my beloved city
good night my passinate deep autumn
good night the beautiful eye in the dark windows side
good night my dearest friend far far away
Let it be enter to the nice wanderland only with love and peace
1 comment:
how beautiful, and loving...
good night, talented poet~
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