THE SWEET RAIN I FELT
IT DROPS TO MY SKIN
I KNOW HIS LOVE
DOES HE KNOWS MINE?
I WISH....
HE WAS BLIND
AND NOT REALLY THERE
COS
THE SWEET SAD RAIN
IS HOPELESS
ITS STICK TO MY HEART
WHEN I THINK OF HIM
10 comments:
Rain is a nostalgia,
nicely done, Kai dear :)
left pink for lavender? :)
love,
devika
yea, kinda
but it doesn't mean i don't love pinnk
you like my my tink?:)
pink?
i do -- i do like all colours....but certain colours don't suit me! :)
in nature I love them all :)
wishes,
devika
u like my tinkle bell?
oh my babe, I love all of you :)
and tinkles are so lovely, imagine if thats of laughter --- it could make be start laughing for no reason! :))
wishes,
devika
I CHANGE THE BLOG BACKGROUND
My dear you blog and your mind is yours -- Do whatever you wish with it...
When I love something/someone, its unconditional...except I don't tolerate someone demeaning me --my self-respect :)
wishes,
devika
"The sweet rain" - I like these words,
I like sweet reain ...
after rain arrives sun.
Beautiful, Kai!
Wow, Kai, I love your Tinkerbell format! It is soooo cute!
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