Um poeminha que era para ser de cartão
A CLIFFTOP VALENTINE
He deafens with his beating,
he defeats all other sense;
he’s howling for a meeting,
he’s screaming in suspense;
he clamours up the air,
his eardrums torn apart:
Can you hear him over there?
Can you hear my heart?
(Aidan John Moffat)
__________
He deafens with his beating,
he defeats all other sense;
he’s howling for a meeting,
he’s screaming in suspense;
he clamours up the air,
his eardrums torn apart:
Can you hear him over there?
Can you hear my heart?
(Aidan John Moffat)
__________
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