Yellow flowers in movement in a field of still white butterflies.
flowers
Escoge una
(Choose one)
They can look similar, but each and everyone of them is unique.
An artificial flower among natural ones
Actually a quite important one as it allows them to be alive and colorful. The beauty of its discretion.
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Mooney blue
If I would have to say why I love the moon
She is one and unique in the universe.
I love her when she is in the sky.
I miss her when she is not there.
I love her when she is full of light.
I love her when she is in shadow.
In a field of billions of stars
The sky is filled just by you.
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Si tuviera que decir por qué amo la Luna
Sólo hay una como ella en el universo.
La amo cuando está en el cielo.
La extraño cuando no está ahí.
La amo cuando está plena de luz.
La amo cuando está en sombras.
En un campo de miriadas de estrellas
Mi cielo está ocupado sólo por ti a.n.c.z.
Rain of Roses
Rubin herz
Yellow love
A bouquet of wild yellow flowers in the Temple of Kalasasaya in the Bolivian side of our highlands.
Memories of forgotten empires.
Solace
Garden
The black lover of the colorful meadows
Garden is my album of photographs of flowers and related to them. Actually not always in gardens, they can be in sunny forests or grey fissures in the concrete.
An invitation to enter
a kiss in orange
Black and yellow uniform
crowns
Bolivian meadow
exploding roses
Little and soft sun
an artificial flower among natural ones
where did I forget my wallet?
For the lady that never came for them
time to sleep, my dear
Van Gogh’s shadows
Afternoon sunlight kissing your face with summer gold; a lonely portrait of warm light in a dark room.
A distant ghost has winter’s star in his core; he draws again in his mind a portrait of him absent of you.
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(I altered the text of yesterday as common lines, I think poetry is beyond my capabilities)
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