cotton candy


A few naive eyes of your attention has become a scorching sun; the air branches branches ya bursting out of a blossoming unexpectedly brilliant.Tender hands, took a sweet childhood season season, one pure and intoxicating dreams, melted at intimacy kiss lips.The opening in the branches of petals wither became reluctant memories.I soaked your dreams blessing day head every day you put up earnest smile people say you short, but those white clouds, as if the mother herself full possession of winter clothes made of cotton, has been warm my life; it was you say emptiness, but this intoxicating Heart of honey sweet, taste me those black and white life conditioning out of fresh, live from now on presented joy of spring are everywhere.