اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
The first night.
Only windows.
All thrown open am I.
One last look
is all it took
to give it a name: falling.
I fall in your arms when your head is turned.
Shot straight from the sky into your heart.
When slings for your limbs and a breaking fall
are all you need.
Paper thin.
Turning over and over again.
You've been spared but barely there.
I fall in your arms when your head is turned.
Shot straight from the sky into your heart.
When slings for your limbs and a breaking fall
are all you need.
