miercuri, 26 august 2009

Blue chicory. Like her eyes...

... like a piece of a serene sky.
... like the worst sadness in the world.
... like the beautiful colour of the childhood paintings.
... like the snow in a clear cold evening...
... and ...

You tell me the rest of ..."like"...

Un comentariu:

Va dor picioarele de cand va plimb? Faceti o plangere! Sau pur simplu lasati un semn ca ati fost pe aici.