Awake. Shake dreams from your hair my pretty child, my sweet one. Choose the day and choose the sign of your day the day's divinity First thing you see. Enter again the sweet forest Enter the hot dream Come with us everything is broken up and dances. Morrison
supe desde entonces que Davincci dibuja el cielo; cada catedra matutina. Y que no es el sol quién alumbra el firmamento si no tu aurora.turquesina. ♥Dempinstelar