Thursday, November 6, 2008
Lay with me...
L ay on the grass with me, while the sun says good-bye and look at the many colors he leaves in our sky, pinks, oranges, purples and that special cerulean blue that so often you used as your very unique hue, when you painted our life in your canvases way back then... that blue that was so you. Come my love, right here next to me, feel the subtle breeze that makes the flowers bend as if they were bowing to the parting of the day, everything its darker now, but the sun's last ray has made it to...
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