Sad brown eyes..
Sad brown eyes.. A brown eye angel is crying in our bedroom for me. In a turmoil of a kind love. A paradise of burning emotion. You can create a strange prison. I… Continue reading
Sad brown eyes.. A brown eye angel is crying in our bedroom for me. In a turmoil of a kind love. A paradise of burning emotion. You can create a strange prison. I… Continue reading
A solace and a blessing. . . The good cognac and German wines kept me in my woeful and tranquil state. I was lost, fainthearted and raging mad at life. Death and dreams were… Continue reading