Desire
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.
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Artist painting and drawer fashion designs,making greeting cards,writing poems and short essays
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