Thirsthy Ground Poem by Dario Columbich

Thirsthy Ground



Rain of stone, but water
in my world,
thirsty ground I thought
it just goes,
rain of stone, I played
against a start,
one gold coin for a glass
I wanted to love,
cards along I wished not
to guess if a diamond
or a stone,
just that water glass I
learnt to love.

Sunday, March 1, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: love
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