Friday, February 3, 2012

You go through my heart*

You go through my heart*


A breeze, a gentle wind I smell your hair
Fresh scent of rose that perfumes the air
So helpless that I must surrender every time you are near
My heart which never opposes, for yours it always adheres
This opening that I feel like the clouds that do part
A river of such flowing Love, that goes through my heart


Dom*Colucci 2012

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