Hold Me To Me
in my arms
in my tired embrace
let your imagination deceive us
For the sake of the warm frames of longing
moaning, sounding sweet
sigh too
creak
Crawling
all my voices
night mirror moncoret
with your white lightning syahdumu
And I want to look at you
to moan cold
from kesyahduan
drizzle-night
White
it feels
warm-nails cold night
humming doubts spread
Rellect your thongs
bury your beautiful spark
tomorrow is gone
fog
So beautiful photography