|.from yesterday.\

.I hear the echo of yesterday,

... hidding into the blowing wind,

 curled up into the raindrops...,

 hidding within the last breath of the fallen leaves

-that refuse to die just yet-

and begging me to let him sleep into

the corner of my wistful heart.

.....

.photo.by: Βethan | BY-NC-ND

|.deseos.\

.aún en la soledad de mis días

siento la luz del sol colarse por entre las entrañas de mis deseos.

 

(.se posa sobre mi pecho y me hace suspirar.)

.photo.by: SashaW | BY

 |.endless.\

.and YES..: the possibilities of this day 

are endless...

.photo.by: Victor Bezrukov | BY