I think about the painful years behind us and dream a strange place to wake up, help me find a weakness in me like a frightened child lying and as if afraid to breathe waiting for your embrace I'd give all that you can see your contact is the best thing that I felt in my head all the time is you
- Author: Paullyna ( Offline)
- Published: March 7th, 2011 05:30
- Category: Unclassified
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This poem made me think about a phrase: "Donnée en retour une sense á l'amour pour très long temps"
Meaning that ... "Give in return some sense in love for a long time".
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Dolphine.
thanks 🙂
Sweet. A cry for the deliverance of love....finding all in love. I like it.
it's all about love 🙂
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