filomina,
wats that ,
the blue,
my nostalgic tides
the great black gives a strange depth of ocean,
the depth of my teenage,
depth of an immature love,
secret lust plays
blue makes me blue
the beauty of the opennesss
thanks a lot
bhaamini
mind's the same, in different ways
seeing the things, a certain way.
relevant matters, far from the glare,
galore of orgies, coming to (fore)play?
Sleeping the sleep of water and pills,
could that be a cure, or just a symptom of getting annoyed?
Yes I am a Osho lover ... it is really long time ago (1987) that I was in Pune but I have the chance to go again I surely let you know. Wish you a wonderful and very creativ week.
Welcome to creative crossing. Thanks for connecting with me. Nice to meet you here. I hope you will enjoy your stay here. I like your work very much.
Warm greetings
Brajanne