The World Of Sandra Poem by Filippo Stella

The World Of Sandra



To be with her
It's like sitting on a bubble
Above all humans' hells
Above all mind's troubles

I feel like a child
Riding Father Christmas' sleigh
Through Holy Night's stars

Friday, November 29, 2013
Topic(s) of this poem: christmas,father
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