Tuesday, September 29, 2009
At night
A t night... when the pale rays of the moon kiss the weary dark blue sea, the stars shinning high above decorate the dark warm sky and the murmur of the waves seems to tell exotic tales, of things that happened long before of loves that were and are no more. If you listen to that sea, to the rushing of its waves that caress the lonely shores of white sands the sun has dried, if you tune in and listen close, to your heart's slowing beat, do you think perhaps somewhere lost in that sea's primal...
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