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Unwrap togetherness

All these things we do
Beautiful sweet like
Make it like
Great bound of warm
Unleashing the rope of crazy circulation
Killing the soft touch
As cashmere linen wrapping
Falling rocks substitute the love drops
As rainy day under the hot lights
Changing the way we feel„,
Closing up what we have seen
Cracking up idea
about how we stuck to another
Just insane
Survival turns to be a killer machine
To our wishing mind
Push them to the ground and
Rising up the bad illusion attack
No wonder, no fix at all
Zero exception
to why we are still together

There never was a great soul that did not have some divine inspiration.

~ Marcus Tullius Cicero
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Fade captures

The moon coming ground
And end the southern light
As she keeps this stillness in silent
And heard he plays a lot
What a black burning love letter
To her is the midnight sun
Telling her that he no longer into her
Places they drew
in former romantic conversation
Fade away in a fast rail
Disappearing images they’ve shot together
In an automatic shutter
Loosing the smiles
and welcoming ignorance

Playful ego

Dreamy weather in the head of sight
No boundaries turning
Is a melody of beautiful crash
Red, white and green are calling mates
Gather mystic touch under deepest level
A key to open the mysterious hole
Which silently keep
the both tears of ups and downs
Ended by laugh after all
Stereously out of no where
Shape the collaborative feeling
To a different forms
Covered by independent birth
Of unfinished sentence
Guide the eyes to a final blanket
made of calm breeze
Spinning all the opposite of words
In one soul only„
In many ways of seeing
And Cultivating the true believing
Playing the harmonic acceptance
Under d mighty bless,it is….
Craving salvation
In simply abundant smile
And let the dance takes all away
Beneath the unselfish disguise
Appearing the long path of walk

When time comes in a rush„and love just never stop giving

When time comes in a rush„and love just never stop giving

Somehow…..

"Can someone tell me when..somthin bad bcome so good.." Waiting is always what we do.. No matter time take it so serious or not, And reveals the behind the scene as what we hope.. In such a never ending expectation a story repeatedly goes on under different cases Bring us up to meet the chain of destiny Mingled in reality we already have read in the content of basic consciousness we just denied before And somehow we act as if surprisingly gain new perception How deep we fool ourselves.. Fight to make real of high demands And bleach the pure sensitive of our natural needs

We just will never know unless we try„,our thoughts have their advanced chat in the other level of consciousness„so how is your soul?

We just will never know unless we try„,our thoughts have their advanced chat in the other level of consciousness„so how is your soul?

A picture is a poem without words.

Horace (via trasparenza)

It’s beautiful when you find someone that is in love with your mind. Someone that wants to undress your conscience and make love to your thoughts. Someone that wants to watch you slowly take down all the walls you’ve built up around your mind and let them inside.

(via maisonarf)   wow

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