Beautiful Beast

Enjoy a walk in the secret gardens in my mind, no matter how broken, corrupted and burnt those roses are.

coldness

Strong desires have made me weak

When I see you …
I feel the starvation of Africa!
When you leave …
I feel the coldness of Antarctica!

Posted on April 14, 2014May 7, 2014 by Beautiful Beast Tagged antarctica, coldness, desire, emotions, eyes, feelings, heat, leave, love, meet, poem, poetry, romance, see, short, starvation, when Leave a comment

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