..dreaming with the wind..
touching softly with tender passes
sweeping near towards my figure
markings leave the street
as the wind slits upon my toes
twinkling around my fingers
dragging me towards you
hesitating thoughts
give no saving to my day
but still
I'm not fighting
for your sources
drive me closer to desire
still I'm dying
trembling body
still I'm dreaming
about you
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| The unreachable: | Woensdag, maart 10, 2004 15:47 |
| waaauuuuwww echt super! I'm a fan of yours! Keep writing! ;-) | |
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| Auteur: diepdenker | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: maneschijn | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 08 maart 2004 | ||
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