forbiddenA Poem by Nosce Te Ipsumi want to go to paris with you on a warm summer evening where my cares are thrown out the open window and the curtains blow in the breeze we will borrow a s****y apartment with an old bed that has a beautiful history we will make love in the setting sun and then see the lights of the city at night the hands of my soul in yours we will look at one another and understand without words © 2011 Nosce Te Ipsum |
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Added on April 12, 2011 Last Updated on April 12, 2011 AuthorNosce Te IpsumINAboutHonestly, I simply write for myself. I'm not big on the technicalities. I do it to keep myself sane because generally there is no other way to release my emotions. I will be thrilled and overjoyed if .. more..Writing
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