LAlgaravia

LAlgaravia Feb 2016

Whenever my
perception
gets attached to your
image,
Little flowers blossom
from infinite branches
of my neurons.

Old notes from an old diary
For an old and eternal love.

#flowers #blossom #synapses #neurons

LAlgaravia Feb 2016

If eyes are the windows of the soul,
My wish is to release myself
from the edges of yours
and die, eternally,
in your core.

Notes from and old diary for an
old and eternal love.

#eyes #windows #soul #core