In summer time, our love is innocent, like a lily floating in the breeze. In winter time, our love...
cheek to cheek
my face is red
the colour of blossoms
the Rose kind
I don't...
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Petals fall and brush my face I look up and see cherry blossoms.
I have a...
All that's joy is superficial.
All this pain dictates our grief.
All our hopes? Are dashed...
In a land far, far away Where the sea kisses its most decorative shores Where the seagulls...
The sunflower turns its head to the sun,
Follows it over the sky,
Soaks in the warmth of...
He walked along, with a vague sense of the dark and holy Round golden houses, begging for a crust...