Like A Novel Poem by Milan Georges Burovac

Like A Novel



of art - I am her delirium
in a human's darkness
of being - this Nothingness

our two worlds Paris
our illusions the street

there I catch my destiny
where her trance resuscitates

a mystery
a hope

our prayers

Tuesday, April 14, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: hope,mystery,paris
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