Monday, July 13, 2009

Tumeric Stain On Wooden Table

DREAMS OF LOVE


"Love is the desire to become wise, love does not want to own anything, just wants to love" H. Hesse


Wet dreams of a warm dew
Born in Red and our night
It is sunny
show
At the edge of pleasure,

This morning sees us still trembling lovers
shook my passions!

seem
children from fat
smiles and hands soiled by curiosity
viscerally deep

to know and recognize our limits .... But when we're together

There are no limits for us!

Mostriamoci (H) That the Sun
jealous of what we have
shine with even more force
only for us

King and Queen of a Kingdom Hearts
too red to be obscured from the Black
storms of life ...

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