21. Juli 2011, 16:44 Uhr, golem

She

Saw her standing in the flickering light. She turned to me and smiled - in a twisted kind of way.
I tried to ask her something but she allready turned to leave - her beautiness strucked me like thorns in my sides.
She turned again with gracenes and looked at me with a slowly fading grin - was that love in her eyes or the reflection of mine?
She tooked my hand, said 'let us leave - and try to catch the moonshine'.
So we walked the whole night and at the first gloam of daylight she kissed me - the essence of a kiss.

I never saw her again and this is true.

(Englisch ist nicht meine Muttersprache, sorry für etwaige Fehler. Und auch das ist wahr.)

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