KISSES
I miss her kisses. That seemed to be transformed into the most beautiful laughter. A creation that only her lips could had ever conceived. Her laughter came like in waves flowing from a waterfall. In the middle of her tinder kisses of love. It can not ever be possible to live this life of mine. Without her tinder kisses. And the air filled with her ahhh so beautiful flowing laughter. Oh dear lord i wish i had only given her more of my time.The true philosopher and the true poet are one, and a beauty, which is truth, and a truth, which is beauty, is the aim of both.
Ralph Waldo Emerson, American Poet (1803-1882)
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
|---|---|---|
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
| Vain Image | 1 | 12/26/2018 |
| Why Don't You Love Me Anymore | 0 | 12/26/2018 |
| Painful Tears | 0 | 02/14/2013 |
| LAZY RAINY DAYS | 2 | 05/14/2010 |
| MAGIC CLOCK | 0 | 07/25/2009 |
| MY MIND | 0 | 07/23/2009 |
| ALONE | 1 | 07/23/2009 |
| MASTERPIECE | 0 | 07/23/2009 |
| AWAKE | 0 | 07/22/2009 |
| MY LAST TEAR | 1 | 07/22/2009 |
| AWAY FROM YOU | 0 | 07/22/2009 |
| KISSES | 0 | 07/22/2009 |
| ONE WISH | 3 | 07/20/2009 |
| kisses | 1 | 07/19/2009 |
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