Aku mengintip senja dalam bingkai,
berhias mentari pucat pasi,
tiada cahaya menguning candik ayu,
hanya wajahku yg kuyu,
mentari tergelincir
di ujung cakrawala barat,
ia hilang ditelan samodera.
27/06/2010
These are the dance of my fingers. Every movement are soul and spirit...
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