Sharing Some chronicles, poems that I like and that I wrote, experiences and perception of this crazy world...
sábado, 22 de fevereiro de 2014
Snow in Central Park....
Because today is saturday...
And there is no a soft warm day...
There is no holding hands...
Only snow in the Central Park...
Your Eyes
Your eyes are like the sky...
Far...so far away from me
Your eyes make me smile...
and my eyes are looking for..
Your eyes,,,far from me and near the sky...
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