Tuesday, July 05, 2005

Theme of Romantic

To me belongs all that is beautiful Even the every word beauty itself All that exists to beautify me The sun shines only to burnish my skin and gild my hair The wind blows only to whip up the colour in my cheeks The sea strives to bathe me Flowers die gladly so that my skin may luxuriate in their essence I am the crown of creation, the masterpiece...
~ Anonymous ~

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