beyond
the redness of eyes
smoldered in smoke,
I’d love to hide
in your oldness.
your slouch loving
I also love,
your tired kisses
your biding time.
and
your hand with
specks that stain,
I’d like to wrinkle
my made-up face in,
I love that hand,
it takes me home.
December, 2012
Vezilka 
Love your fashion stuff but happy to see some poetry on here again 🙂
And more will follow, I promise 🙂 Thank you!
Love your blog. It seems interesting 🙂
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Following already 🙂 From what I saw, I think I’ll be visiting you often 🙂 Snowy greetings from Macedonia!
I like this post so much: these words are wonderful!
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