added by Portia0623
This Daydreaming picha might contain bouquet, corsage, posy, and nosegay.
Do wewe siku dream when your outside laying on the grass.Does peace come au go to you.
Does your DOG look like a mbwa mwitu when he au she runs in the wind like the mesteryous mist wolf.
Do wewe dream like your the forest's son au daughter and wewe feel like your born their.
When wewe look at the sun do wewe feel that your part of it.
THE END PLEASE STILL siku DREAM
THANK YOU
To have any man but to upendo only one
To wake with the moon and sleep with the sun
To be a sinner a saint, a lover and friend
To know a beginning but never an end
To fly in the ocean, swim in the skys
Believer in truth, defendant of lies
To be of purest love, the deepest pain
To be Lost and found again and again and again
These are the dreams
Of an impossible princess
To know the power of wealth and poverty
To taste every moment and try everything
To be hailed as a hero, branded a fool
Believe in the sacred and break every rule
To give into pleasure with no boundaries
Living in chaos and harmony
To feel the touch of a man, a woman's caress
To know the limits of torture and tenderness
These are the dreams
Of an impossible princess
Man and woman boy and girl
They want to escape this world
(Nothing's what it seems)
These are the dreams of an impossible princess
It's a way of dealing with all the feeling
Keep believing in dreams
(by Kylie Minogue)
I want, my soul, to get rid of you
and live a life like trees in valleys
with flowers instead of your thoughts,
a life without evil au good.
Far away in a mountain forest
when all the birds will have a fun’
to wake up with the sun on my face
and the sky’s tears on my cheeks
and rain’s loose hair to wash away
my dusty ancient grief,
out of which I tore my roots
and the nights to give me nyota ear-rings.
The staring full moon I want to hang
upon the branch like a nest.
To fill myself of rays and vitality
for I to ever grow above the other.
Then I ‘ll make strong strings
out of my branches and I shall play
just for the joy that I exist;
and the forest will gather around me.
kwa the Romania poet Magda Isanos
