zenith of my love
I do not love you as if you were the salt-rose,topaz or arrow of carnations that propagates fire.
I love you as certain dark things to be loved in secret, between the shadow and the soul...
I love you like the plant that does not bloom but carries within itself, hidden,light of those flowers.
Thanks to your love lives in my body.
A certain...
I love you as certain dark things to be loved in secret, between the shadow and the soul...
I love you like the plant that does not bloom but carries within itself, hidden,light of those flowers.
Thanks to your love lives in my body.
A certain...