A Lie In Paris Poem by Milan Georges Burovac

A Lie In Paris



our words are of a theater
and they don't tell anything
to the angels - nor the sky-blue
nor the soul ocean
nor the eternal fire
just a lie in Paris
some desires that disturb

Saturday, March 21, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: paris
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