Sailor Moon Blueprints

THE CONSTANT GARDENER

In bed, my hand suddenly
check that you're gone. so
I'm single again, side by side,
with this loneliness that never lies.
Without you my bed is wide, abruptly
roses put your foot in the mud.
With our love as I was finding everything.
dream of your illusion among the people. Contigo
happiness comes free.
You do speak the garden statue,
that evening dress label. Contigo
pardon water crystals, contr
to rain the torso of a poet
immune to the sting of the roses.
If it's so true that learns to love by loving, you have
jasmine blaspheming.