spring everywhere .... hover the vine leaves of the poplars, swirling light settles to the ground and cover the journey. How far is the happiness? How my heart to bear the separation, the distance? Yet I am full of bliss, moments of grace. But I'm tired of suffering and have a heavy heart. How much beauty in the fusion of the bodies, you can 'count? and your scent is an ode to sensuality, an invitation to joy your laughter, your attention the fruit of your nobility. is the song of love, this. dedicated to all those who love love.
