O End of Lady Poetry and Singing The high -flying poem of Lady City Singing If your lips are full of sunset and cold If your voices are dumb Silence, you shouted your best song End of the tallest soil Lady City Moment of a reading poem for my office Highly a city, not God, a world Your voice of the flowers of the flowers You are a poem of the most beautiful song for the love and hope of the excuse Your silence is shouting your best song
