My love has green lips And his skin A kind of pale Blue boots, guns Summer 90 Dead sea Golan hills I remember my love his words The book dedicated My love is unreal Inexistent.... Like my rivers Like my ponds Unlike my soul
My love has green lips And his skin A kind of pale Blue boots, guns Summer 90 Dead sea Golan hills I remember my love his words The book dedicated My love is unreal Inexistent.... Like my rivers Like my ponds Unlike my soul