PRIME OF FIRE. RESORT
Last night the Moon was still rises
That is silver cord
And I wake up and the station of London Eve
In my dream
with glory
Venus . But love
driving all burning love and you looking at the mirror of passion
are we forget the Greece birth
Damascus at night
where
I CAN SAY NOT WELCOME TO ATLANTIC ARMIES
for ever and ever and ever
like the waves dancing with beauty land
The Earth waiting my Lady love
through all life
and passionate kisses
home for love and home for deep passion
CAN I LOVE YOU ??
FOR EVER and ever
THE SECOND PART OF ANY SPRING
love wealth flower in your cedars and pines
are we do love over do
new for modern times
out Jupiter
Sep 4, 2011
Sep 4, 2011 at 7:28 AM UTC
PRIME OF FIRE. RESORT
Last night the Moon was still rises
That is silver cord
And I wake up and the station of London Eve
In my dream
with glory
Venus . But love
driving all burning love and you looking at the mirror of passion
are we forget the Greece birth
Damascus at night
where
I CAN SAY NOT WELCOME TO ATLANTIC ARMIES
for ever and ever and ever
like the waves dancing with beauty land
The Earth waiting my Lady love
through all life
and passionate kisses
home for love and home for deep passion
CAN I LOVE YOU ??
FOR EVER and ever
THE SECOND PART OF ANY SPRING
love wealth flower in your cedars and pines
are we do love over do
new for modern times
out Jupiter