the kiss - vienna
I would like to give you the brightest phrase, I want to give you the most beautiful sky. You can think of the greatest blaze, you can kiss me and fly. Do not believe in the beating breast, do not think of a dry heart. Believe in the driving chest, think that will never part. Feel more than the right thing, our ribs are the same. Feel more than a kiss in spring, our eyes will never blame. Hear and live the crowd, look in my way. Hear and live out loud, then our kiss will never be someday. Now you understand my heart reign, loose desires. Now you understand the most beautiful pain. That I love you with fires. - E. Cardich
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