Hold me still, flourish for me
Swing with me lean as a free
Butterfly breaking in flight,
Shimmering deep in the night
As bright as sea stars can see –
Lavish, with feathers and tea,
Watch from the shade of a tree
As I live on – and when time feels right
Hold me still.
Riddling and small as a flea,
One life too early to be
Half beat too late for this light –
I’ll whisper on, as a white
Spell from the stars to the sea:
„Hold me still…”
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iunie 1, 2008 la 2:56 am
windwhisperer
!! hi C&G
I’m gonna sit right down and write myself a letter :
Dear windwhisperer ,
I do miss U soooomuch , You’re gonna make me lonesome, and I’m weary blues for waitin’ , don’t wait too long…
dance me to the end of love..let me see your beauty…
tc . j
iunie 2, 2008 la 2:00 pm
C.
Na belea – cine e G.?! 😀
Asta-ti scrisei eu de dimineata.. so do not long, but smell the lavender field and think of D&C 🙂
iunie 2, 2008 la 2:39 pm
deroude
Err… My dear Watson, it’s elementary: Cri & Gabriel, by code names „Didina” and „Costele, Costele” 😀
iunie 2, 2008 la 4:16 pm
windwhisperer
lolol
In ceata-necandu-se pasarile guralive ale zorilor ( mele) dau puncte de uitare …ca un vis CRIstalin .
Pe frunte mai sunt nori, dar soarele preface vuietul pietrei in VALuri de azur . Totul creste , totul inainteaza , totul se vesteJeste , dar VIATA dureaza ..:):)
tc . j
iunie 3, 2008 la 1:03 pm
Cri
Ne ne ne… exista doar Croco&G., aka „eh, Costele Costele!..”, sau Didina si CostICA, conform probei de la dosar 😀
„Jura pe Rapiduletz, Costica!” 🙂 🙂