Inside my
most precious desires, I found the willing to share my smiles and my tears with
you, and the most tempting desire is, at the same time, the most silly: to hug
you.
The missing
spot inside my routine is temporary, just until I fulfill it with those
beautiful feet that stepped on the marvelous lands of Ararat, and feel the
beautiful edge of your skin that gained the strong august sun rays, but
preferred to look like the January snow…
Your hair
announces your mood, just like the weather for a day…. If its curly, you just
don’t care what comes next, just like the rain… if its straight, you measure
your steps…. But even if the forecast say that the weather will be hard, I say
that I love both your hair styles… because it fits you perfectly.
(Picture made on Charents Arch view)
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