poem für elisa...
you sang to us of the tiere, of the meadows and the shimmering waters.
you traced the outline of my cheek with your fingertips and
understood that i had wept.
my heart filled with warmth and beautiful sadness.
in your kind embrace i was the frightened fox finding a moments peace.
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finger on tallinn - facebook / soundcloud
keep safe and warm
jamesreindeer
