Friday, March 11, 2011

Hair Styles Short, Fine, Grey

thousand


A song, a kiss
,
are a thousand words of love whispered in my ear

gently, one by one, enjoying
textures,
sounds.
A song of the two,
mysterious history, know the final
where
and boom run, and I run

blindly trusting you,
not be afraid.
is our song,
mutual kiss, is a thousand vows eternal

never cease,
if you do not want to stop to rest
,

but remember that everything depends on them.

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