A suitcase of memories, time after time
Sunday, February 17, 2013
Before to sleep
Before to sleep
I wanna be drunk to feel a little love because there´s only love when I ´am asleep, when the Moon holds the night sky between the silent whispers of these feelings deepen inside. Dreams where her touch is the warm Sun over my skin.
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