An die große Liebe...
Stop all the clocks...
SHE was my north, my south, my east and west,
my working week and my sunday rest,
my noon, my midnight, my talk, my song,
I thought that love would last forever; I was wrong,
the stars are not wanted now, put out every one
pack up the moon and dismantle the sun...
preoccupied 17/07/2008 13:03
how beautiful!