sâmbătă, 27 iunie 2015

Shivaree

Windy Moon got off its golden dress and started dancing..trees were blushing with what they've seen, Moon dancing on lawns. Its lover, the Sun, even refused to go to bed ! A magic meeting…
I’m not really sleeping with a gun under my pillow (as Shivaree sings) but I always rest on the pillow a head full of day dreams...


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