Incense Ashes
Days spent blank
It was nothing special
It´s me n´ the loneliness
Nothing else
The honey became crystal
N´ the stones are
crying
Remember, do you remember
The love¿
It became incense ashes
N´ smells good yet
But it has gone
Remember, do you remember
the sky¿
It became a painted
canvas
In my mind´s frame
Do you see in the stars
of my eyes
That I would like to
turn back
To the warmth of your
arms
To your kisses
To that time
To that place
It was no illusion
But autumn has already
taken
the summer heats
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