Tuesday, April 2, 2019

A wild steed goes running through the deserts in starry nights you shine like verses when you hear the song of the birds you are flying all agile in the skies like an eagle you are sowing in the gardens many verses that always sweetened our lives the angels will take in the wings my words birds night of thoughts taste of the heat dew sun and of you my wild rose
In the springs the most beautiful wild rose bloomed she was always wet with the pink dew all painful that makes the stars and the moon to shut up only to be watching
A wild steed goes running through the deserts in starry nights you shine like verses when you hear the song of the birds you are flying all agile in the skies like an eagle you are sowing in the gardens many verses that always sweetened our lives the angels will take in the wings my words birds night of thoughts taste of the heat dew sun and of you my wild rose
In the springs the most beautiful wild rose bloomed she was always wet with the pink dew all painful that makes the stars and the moon to shut up only to be watching