kiss the stars
If they ask you to stand still, you should dance.
Saturday, April 30, 2011
28: a touch of nature
Wednesday, April 20, 2011
27: where the wild roses grow
On the second day he came with a single rose
Said: 'Will you give me your loss and your sorrow?'
I nodded my head, as I layed on the bed
He said, 'If I show you the roses will you follow?'