Tea and flowers, Calm in calmness, serene in silence... The light becomes softer and softer The air breath still in stillness The fragrance caress my senses I`m floating over this sea of tranquility. .
Serene and open. The craziness has left her. Too much containing of leftovers. Tea... cleasing each petal, with brown lickings. Breathing inside... from the outside. Ready for an implosion, of self loving tenderness. Rosa (hola!!! era un secreto? no....hermoso blog....emigrante de luces, vuestro hijo será poeta....y tendrá los ojos del Mediterráneo y e alma antigua...muy antigua.Un beso para los tres...)
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Serene and open.
The craziness has left her.
Too much containing of leftovers.
Tea... cleasing each petal,
with brown lickings.
Breathing inside...
from the outside.
Ready for an implosion,
of self loving tenderness.
Rosa (hola!!! era un secreto? no....hermoso blog....emigrante de luces, vuestro hijo será poeta....y tendrá los ojos del Mediterráneo y e alma antigua...muy antigua.Un beso para los tres...)
my rear Rosa
so nice to here your loving voice here, over the tea scent and the flower petals, you are welcome in this room of serenity....
thank you for offering me the sonority of your language, i appreciate it so much
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