the rain falling on the windows, rings a bell of nostalgy.. o touching the warm of your sentiments, your fragance of orchid, you,my secret far away inspire.. love has the carmine of spain, the blazing italian bel canto, and french,elegant casualness.. the rain falling on the windows, has,cello,the voice, violine,the grief...
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Posted: Aug 2011
About this poem:
she was dreaming,listening the rain on the windows.. sh'es a wonderful liar..
Comments (2)
is probably not so exciting..