when the soul asks you why the birds fly by instinct and not you.






I'm looking into your eyes. I'm within your sparkling look. I can't see anything else than you. I'm caught in the moment. In the magic feeling. People are waving with their hands. Screaming out loud. The music is pulsating. But I can only see your eyes. Taste your words and feel your smile.


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2011-12-23 @ 19:18:10
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