måndag 21 november 2011

YOUR SCENT

When the sun goes up, there is no dreams left. The only thing that remains is the scent of you, a scent that reminds me that you exist and that you always near me. In your arms, I rest, I climb into the depths of your soul, where do I find ourselves in a sweet love song that lasts forever. No bands we are free to come and go as we want, we know that in the silence, we find each other. I want to be in your arms even when the sun comes up ... I am in your scent that lifts me high above the clouds, your scent ...

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