Treasures of time
hidden mysteries…
Standing alone,
washing throughout
those depths
of crime…
Whisky, brandy,
very very old wine…
sailor singing
a melodic shanty
taste the river of blood
kisses
from one eye blind….
chris jensen – Lost Poetry
Treasures of time
hidden mysteries…
Standing alone,
washing throughout
those depths
of crime…
Whisky, brandy,
very very old wine…
sailor singing
a melodic shanty
taste the river of blood
kisses
from one eye blind….