And She Wept Oh So Gently Upon My Shoulder - Poem by Tadej Blažic
Bring me dawn, soft like the first breath of Spring.
Bring me dusk, brisk like the Morning's fresh cry,
like the Ocean's spray caressing my skin.
Bring me voice, shaped into a lullaby,
dampened with cars and carts from Old Shanghai.
Bring me time, so we can be older,
right here, right now, watching the seconds fly.
Bring me love, when my heart grows colder.
And she wept oh so gently upon my shoulder.
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