Mar 252009
let the day tumble, the breads stale it crumbles , the earth rumbes, in the daylight is shined down upon the shrubs, man faces himelfs in a womans presence its her essence,the moons cresant. she sits beside me, girl hide me in your love, hide me in your arms. my good luck charm, your smile, lets me see it. your lips, let me touch them, your heartbeat, let me fall in the rythm. all my possesions, id give them.just to have you, the watercolor portrait visualizes and caramelizes my time. freezes it on a warm passion. its on, its here, its amazing, its you.
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