Wild horses
Wild horses Once we made pretty wishes to the California rising sun. You were the artist and I was the word man. We loved the sea, the quiet desert and the midnight silence… Continue reading
Wild horses Once we made pretty wishes to the California rising sun. You were the artist and I was the word man. We loved the sea, the quiet desert and the midnight silence… Continue reading
One more time my love In sweet dream, I paint on a empty canvas, the beauty of your face, the softness of your lips. We were world apart and once, we try to… Continue reading
Can’t be loved The prettiest lady I ever knew, she told me often. Ashes to ashes, dust to dust, the light of love, leave you bleeding and needing. Fairy tale beginnings become just… Continue reading