terça-feira, agosto 12, 2014

Don’t surrender your loneliness so quickly
let it cut more deep. Let it ferment and
season you as few human or even
divine ingredients can
Something missing in my heart tonight
has made my eyes so soft
my voice so tender my need of good
absolutely clear.
✻.ღ.*.Rumi.*.ღ.✻

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