segunda-feira, 7 de dezembro de 2009

Sounds like poetry

The words you wrote.
When rain falls in sunny days.
My purple dress that night.
Sharing my library music.
When you wisper nonsense.
Your messy hair.
My pink moleskine.
Flowers in the bathroom.
Chocolat cake in your mouth.
The color of your eyes.
Bubles in the glass.
What your soul means.
An open channel to conect my heart.

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