…my castle full of flowers…
in a castle full of flowers
in the fountain where we played
with the water in the evenings.
i am thinking in you
suddenly a voice,that soft voice come to my ear
it guide me to the garden…
was your voice!
i didn’t listen you in a long time
that word that you told me
just a word full of fire….
the wind push me to the living room…
you were there!
just you and me
my sweet fire
enloying the univers…
JuLiAnA
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