I remember how you were last fall you.
You were the grey beret and the heart in calm.
In your eyes fought the flames of sunset.
And the leaves fell in the water of your soul.
Attached to my arms like a vine,
the leaves harvested your voice calm, slowly.
Bonfire of astonishment that in my being burning .
Sweet blue hyacinth twisted over my soul.
Pablo Neruda 1924
Chuscarbayu 3 weeks ago
the production is awful but nadia krasteva is great !
HeReCoMeSmOnI 8 months ago
This looks extraordinary....
scottishphotographer 1 year ago
I like Kristīne Opolais so very much!
pudercukurs 1 year ago
I remember how you were last fall you.
You were the grey beret and the heart in calm.
In your eyes fought the flames of sunset.
And the leaves fell in the water of your soul.
Attached to my arms like a vine,
the leaves harvested your voice calm, slowly.
Bonfire of astonishment that in my being burning .
Sweet blue hyacinth twisted over my soul.
Pablo Neruda 1924
Chuscarbayu 3 weeks ago
the production is awful but nadia krasteva is great !
HeReCoMeSmOnI 8 months ago
This looks extraordinary....
scottishphotographer 1 year ago
I like Kristīne Opolais so very much!
pudercukurs 1 year ago