сряда, 25 юни 2014 г.

Mirror

I am a fragile tear,
Dripping down an endless trail of happiness...
Born in the space between your hands...
I am a tender word
You whisper softly, lips pressed on my back,
In a white night of passion and laughter...
I am a loving hand,
Touching your face softly, weightlessly,
After a burning day away from each other...
I am you, my love,
Your reflection, ripples in an ocean,
In a mirror of pain, joy and endless hope...
You are me, my love,
You create me with the conscious choice you make,
To fill me up with your love...

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