Unfinished song

 

I stopped by the shadow of the sun.

It was warm there and the thoughts were circling around the unfinished song.

I did not understand its words.

Unfinished letters should’ve I said?

Or maybe just words which are just waiting to be told?

 

And I kept standing by the shadow of the sun without remembering why I did it.

I was playing with its rays (flighty otherwise)

But they did not care that I touched them with my fingers full of the sadness of unfinished desires…

Or maybe with the hope of barely started desires…

Or maybe simple desires but full of love…

I do not remember why I did it.

 

I stopped by the shadow of the sun already loving the unfinished song

or maybe not even written …

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recital

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