Hopeflly this little piece may find some use, at some point of time in my otherwise doomed existence in the big gay city of Berlin.
As beautiful as a blooming flower,
As spontaneous as a flowing river;
As gracious as a wild deer
You are every man's dream my dear.
Like the wind which knows no frontiers,
you are blissfully unaware of all insecurities and fears;
With the enthusiasm of a child,
Your unbridled spirit runs wild;
It is a dream to flow with you,
and to see everything afresh and new;
With adventures at each point of our journey
what do you think of it my lady ?
Wednesday, 14 January 2009
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