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Cristina Andrisan's Writings

Poem
Sep.03.2010
Beauty hurts... the moment flies away, on the Unkown wings of dream. I cannot catch eternity in a blinking of tired eyelashes... The light blinds me... I desire maddenningly to feel your powerful arms embracing me to the waist... In the game of love, in the holy fire, enchained like some blue flames, shall we melt into one another unendingly.
Poem
Sep.03.2010
A thought carries me away to the Far East and the yellow Japanese roses,too the spring is in the surrounding,list, miracles get fulfilled if you believe they're true... falling in love for life and serenety the wind blows in the cloths with generousity a vague fragrance of Denim of masculinity...     The forget-me-not sprinkle in the garden,dear tiny...