| = and here | Veronica Valeanu [22.Mar.11 09:20] |
| a version, hopefully as intense for you too: The morning dew sparkles as broken crystal. You approached to kiss it. Endure the burn, let me blast my petroglyphs in your deepest layers The face of the “I” standing before your eyes hardly as Neon today I light the candle of the “I”, not afraid to lose its shine, so you may ask Who are you for God's sake? Who are the fertile fireflies of Love? where I pledged on the dark prince, on the harshness of the hell-fire Our force shall join the freshness of ambergris cool all and bring joy like a mother who, after giving birth, invites all visible invisible creatures at the banquet with the Cornucopia, at the solid diamond table | |