shypettite`s thoughts at night

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Friday, March 3, 2006

Single word doesn`t kill the silent. Saddenly I sense the panic growing inside my heart. ----------------------------------------- I read your kisses like the hot words inside a love letter. Don`t stop, let me finish my reading. The importance of reality can wait for us.... Sign in to see full entry.

Sunday, February 26, 2006

Amber- the gold tear of pine lost on the beach thousand years ago. -------------------------------------------------- I am painting poems on your skin. My touch inflames senses. I`m playing with fire waiting when it warms up the ice of my heart.... Sign in to see full entry.

Dreams as a birds Hard to catch tails of happiness. ---------------------------------------------------------- One`s luck blossomes even on the desert. ---------------------------------------------------------- Diamonds of rain painted private rainbow on my glasses.... Sign in to see full entry.

We don`t belive in horoscopes. We do belive in STARS. -------------------------------------------------- I am 30 years old. I have strong will, heart on my open palm. Draw out your hand. Catch it. ------------------------------------------------ Keep knocking on the closed doors. There may be the... Sign in to see full entry.

From the open drawer flew away all my thoughts. Only dreams stayed there. ----------------------------------------------------- KISS I cuddle my lips to you. You don`t know how wonderful is feel alive, again. ------------------------------------------------------- Sign in to see full entry.

I like to think that somebody is dreaming about me every night before he fell asleep. ----------------------------------------------- Only one thing - dry my eyes in the cuffs of your shirt. Sign in to see full entry.

Do not kill the wild bird inside me. Let it be the way it needs to feel free. Let it learn how to fly through the boundless space of my imagination. Sign in to see full entry.

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