Christian Merle

The woman who tooks the ways of freedom whith happiness


I went back home with mercy
 My love was chaste, a beautiful wife
 With a beautiful life
 With brown hair, among peoples of quality.
 I had in my heart many beats
 The first was love
 The second was Liszt
 And the third was trove.
 She had eyes on my hand
 I took her head gently
 I could hardly stand
But i stayed definitely.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

 

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Published on e-Stories.org on 01/25/2007.

 

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