Pull up a chair and relax. This is where I write, with my eyes. Stay as long as you like. You'll find me, where the wild roses grow ♥
in a secret place
i’ve made room
This luminous space/ sprouts green symphony/ let us sing duet of life.
Pour me a whisky
Neat as your poetry
I’ll be there in a heartbeat
each time memory smells
a sacrifice in the shade
the Sun takes a quiet seat too
and wonders a wander
beyond rivers wading through
thick boughs and the near perfection
of the quiet giving birth
between me and you
the only view I see
is you, my dear
that reply, reminds me of this song… http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jmwjpHJHolM
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