We are spirits of unknown...
Nude figures in the centre of the Sun....
We are what they call it....undiscovered....
unrelived....
like red roses...untouched by human's eye...
swaying with the music of your sent...
braking the thick wall of silence...
bringing the hope back...
dissolving...bonds....
caring the breath in our bloody hands....
leting out cheast to resist....the beauty of pure air
we are one...
keep your thought alive....
let the thought grow....
the truth it...we are thee beryl sky....we lie down on the body of the earth...
fill it with the desire...and life....to bring...
....wait for the rain to fall down....and tear the breath of life in our lips.....
PS: It is so fucking easy to love...
to love the silence....darkness....shadow on the wall....it doesnt feel lonely even if you are on your own....you just love these...evenings....beauty of the night...inspirational....just the sound of your breath and typing....im gonna miss these nights....
...just your soul mate missing....you wished that he was sitting next to you...arm to arm....and could appreciate the darkness with you....feeling little shivers traveling through your bodies....
Just your soul mate missing. JUST?
THE soul mate missing....
NEEDED....
Love is hunger.
Hunger is love.
.......
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