take me with you
the obscurity of life kept me absent in a profound unwanted melancholy yet, your moods, into harvest moon, succeeded to sail through me, serially, (title by title…), (edition by edition…), (one by one…), intensely murmuring, (inquiringly), at what hour do you rise to take me with you in your dreams but in a flash, (too timid and unnerved), my joy imagined itself we'll fly too high, and, till we'll reach the soil, it will be not quite enough time to tell you to tell me... (i love you)............................................ ............................................(i love you)
