Love
never end my heart's desire
your eyes, the warmth.
You always look like the first or last time
.
from being overwhelmed by you, by the sweetness
.
sometimes elusive,
far away
sometimes closer to my soul
that my own soul.
And if this is not love
which would never have his name ?
Giovanna Nigris
February 2008
never end my heart's desire
your eyes, the warmth.
You always look like the first or last time
.
from being overwhelmed by you, by the sweetness
.
sometimes elusive,
far away
sometimes closer to my soul
that my own soul.
And if this is not love
which would never have his name ?
Giovanna Nigris
February 2008
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