τα ιστολόγια που θέλω να διαβάζω... και κάτι ακόμα...

Painter : Marina Dieul


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Πέμπτη, 2 Φεβρουαρίου 2012

0 Desire - Buddha Bar


A lover knows only humility, he has no choice. He steals into your alley at night, he has no choice. He longs to kiss every lock of your hair, don't fret, he has no choice. 
In his frenzied love for you, he longs to break the chains of his imprisonment, he has no choice. 

A lover asked his beloved: - Do you love yourself more than you love me? 
Beloved replied: I have died to myself and I live for you. I've disappeared from myself and my attributes, I am present only for you....

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