You burn my letters,

the smoke irritates my eyes --


and it chokes my heart.


Mijn brieven branden,Von meinen Briefen
de rook prikt in mijn ogen --brennt der Rauch in meinen Augen --
en verstikt mijn hart.es erstickt mein Herz.

Poem H1199
Amsterdam, 2015-07-04

When de night comes falling from the sky (Bob Dylan)
Song (album "Empire burlesque")
Collection: Great Flow 
Keyword: Goodbye: ritual 
Tribute to: Dylan, Bob 
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