Her secretive whispers create ripples in my pool of thoughts!... Her Presence... creates triangles of manufactured Light... and even the wind is humming softly... with the energy of ideas waiting to be born, creating paradoxical spaces... Her whispers... are like Moon dust dreams, reminding you the Moments of Resolution, building sonnets underneath your eyelids... I am merely seeking comfort on the rough canvas of her unfinished painting! Copyright (c) 2014 by Anca Mihaela, All Rights Reserved, except the right to forward and to share with friends - with credit - which is held to be a good idea and is thus encouraged. (Anca Mihaela - 27th January 2014) youtube/watch?v=b85WkCjPNck&feature=youtu.be
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