domenica 22 maggio 2011


The fire of the candle in the wind waves,

observed that slow my mind goes,

I gobbled up the passion burns like a fire, the desire remains flame lighting a thought ... ..

See red, there are shades of red passion that builds a desire to love ..

The flame consumes the candle, the wax drip slowly to consume the time,

The time limit is ..

But do not stop the moment that the desire wants ..

I look ..

Intimate moments where there will be no words to tell of flame, pure expression is what I say silent ..

By consapevolezzadellanima

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