Paul Verlaine. (№ 325614)
Yesterday among a tiny talk,
My eyes searched your sight;
Your eyes wandered, searching my eyes,
Meanwhile fled, rippling, flow of speeches.
The sounds of the phrases in normal temper
Around your thoughts, my love is wandering.
Absent-minded I caught your speech,
So that the secret thoughts of quick words to remove.
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Viker 14-05-2018 / 08:55
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