Last time

I'll call you for the last time, darling .one last time, I imagine on the wings of the rambow. I would have kissed your lips. I longed for the touch of your hand.. you did not not issi me I'm weait logged for you ...

The celesstei did not give me .. I say goodbye to you. I bid you farewell, you dear soul. My soul wants you, but the mend calls for silence...

My soul traveled a crass dimension to the to feel the beating of my heart... ..

I love you I love you