E' sera . Ombre e luci attorno a me
Mormorii . Voci cacofoniche che non mi disturbano
Aria fresca, brezza che accarezza i miei capelli
Sguardi rubati
Lei ...
Tensione . Attrazione . Forte, si taglia con il coltello
No . Non si può ...
Abbraccio . E' una reazione . Se cedi, continui ...
E ti perdi
Esco
E' buio
La luna
Il suo profumo ... La sua scia ... Mi accompagna
Hello, I'm very sorry that I can't read Italian. I have never left America before. I know, it's quite sad. I wish that I could read your blog. I'm glad that you like to read my blog. I never thought it was that interesting at all. But, thank you.
RispondiEliminaHello Haley
RispondiEliminaI'm to sorry you can not read Italian, I'll try, with the aid of a translator, to write in English
Please forgive me in advance for any grammar's error
I was pleased to your answer, you have visited my blog and might have found it interesting . Really great
Very often we do not realize that beyond the wall, across the northern hemisphere, there is someone who is reading, which is affecting us, what we do
Continue to follow me if you want, and your comments or feeling will be appreciated
If I have aroused feelings, emotions or another in your heart reading my blog it's really for me a great satisfaction
Have a nice day Haley
Translated With Google Translate
This is 'Vortice' Haley
RispondiEliminaSorry for a not really good translation ;)
It evening
Shadows and lights around me
Murmurs
Cacophonous voices that not disturb me
Fresh air, breeze caresses my hair
Stolen Glances
Her
Tension. Attraction.
Hard, cut with a knife
No. You cannot ...
Embrace.
It's a reaction. If you give you lose
I'm keep out
It's dark
The moon
Her scent ... It's wake with me