Rue Amelot |
awake wjilst beauty dreams right next to me,she sleeps, i cant, im falling off a french wooden chair whilst trying to smokewriting the dark away, windind down to the courtyards sounds, leaves and ston...
Posted by Tonka on Sat, 01 Sep 2007 03:31:00 PST |
Bubbles |
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Posted by Tonka on Sat, 01 Sep 2007 03:37:00 PST |
Olive Trees,Fresh and Salt |
walking barefoot to the ocean ,the water bringing back sanity and the time isnt borrowed ,the time stares boundless beautysilent visuals perverting heart to heart,can tell the proper from the knock of...
Posted by Tonka on Sat, 01 Sep 2007 03:29:00 PST |
out of control above ground. |
people quietly subdued in the black murmuring tunnelstrictly but purposely stuck ,they can reflect heresilence that could last for days , the only oasis of sound from teenagersbeing silly with beers a...
Posted by Tonka on Sat, 01 Sep 2007 03:29:00 PST |
