A gypsy came along-
cupping a handful of water
from the oasis.
Sweat ran through his
torn corduroy,
bathed with the deceitful
rays from above
as he gasped sipping what
was left like a dog eating
after a week's hunger.
There was an imaginary happiness in this blog. I planned to recreate my Life. I sailed away.In a humble abode I found happiness, I found a New LOVE, http://vmalmeria.blogspot.com/.
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