A Beautiful Sunday
The sun welcomed me with a gentle kiss, a new day is born before me. I rise up as if I were a soldier, perhaps this day will be my battle field; trenches surrounding me. I only have one though in mind, one that gives me courage but also one that makes me suffer every day.
A vivid painting of her picture with all the colors known to us I have created, but her beauty as I lay my zealous eyes on her cannot compare. So I smile.
It's a struggle moving, my spirit is out of reach, but my body lays there as if abandoned, perhaps the...
A vivid painting of her picture with all the colors known to us I have created, but her beauty as I lay my zealous eyes on her cannot compare. So I smile.
It's a struggle moving, my spirit is out of reach, but my body lays there as if abandoned, perhaps the...