Wrong sense

Every star that night
walked on my back
as a sleepless tour
headed for a fight

Early morning sun
jumped on my chest
in a moment later
stopped me to run

Heavy rain by storm
bounced on my face
as shivery skin layer
slimy like a worm

© Björn Blomqvist 2016-04-27

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3 responses to “Wrong sense”

  1. firefly1275 Avatar

    Very beautiful poem. 🙂

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      1. firefly1275 Avatar

        You’re welcome. Have a nice weekend. 🙂

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