They are also those,
The nights I follow,
I'm searching for your breath,
Let me redeem!
It's also a night you miss,
Without turning to forgotten moons,
In the sea of foam,
A poem is a sound
In my mind,
You are rhythm!
10-3-2014
The nights I follow,
I'm searching for your breath,
Let me redeem!
It's also a night you miss,
Without turning to forgotten moons,
In the sea of foam,
A poem is a sound
In my mind,
You are rhythm!
10-3-2014