Yvonne Flower Pendant
Golden Blossoms
Its creeping, its gone.
I dont want to get it.
All our memories
Our sorrows and apprehensions
Its a breathtaking prison.
Its all heartbreaking days
You are unaware of me.
Me and my heart, in the desert
We stay behind
You and the Passion of Travel
Im optimistic.
immersed in fantasy
Waits
Maybe again
Autumn and
The head of the clouds and the rain
May the night be full
From the Moon and the Stars
