I have, suddenly dazzled
for my hunger for love,
to fill that void that I could not fill.
But you were delirious,
a 'deluded pipe dream, but
not fire glowing embers languishing
a setting sun that will never dawn
Orphan love
hast now left
sure I can ever tell me satisfied
.
But do not blame you,
Knight on foot,
maybe I am wrong I always .
Katja Piscioneri
Piles of leaves stormenti
are my sad thoughts in mind
thousand torments
For days gone by and proud, was enough when
a ray of sunshine to warm my soul
did not need many words
but only the warmth of a poetry,
the beating of wings of a phoenix
the continuous change of every season
the tears of those who are too happy
the words spoken without reason
After all what is love?
Who is this mysterious predator
creeping into our hearts and does not give us peace?
I do not know.
The only sure thing is that it is too deep to explain.
There are no definitions for what happens to us
when it decides to choose.
There are no words, because you can not tell
a feeling ... emotion.
Any term used to express it, would only diminish the
beauty and intensity.
When the love we feel we elect to have all
even if we do not own anything, not even ourselves
.
Love is not just something physical,
because it is the soul that is total chaos and extreme quietness.
Love is peace and war.
raises you up to heaven in hell and you crash.
Love is itself and its antithesis.
's all or nothing.
Love is ... simply
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