Posted on March 22, 2010March 29, 2010 by silvenatoncheva the gesture catch and release modified from above take me or not… no tears this time this is how i hold you black butterfly whiff of tenderness birds’ hiding places the architecture of temptation shades of hide and seek wiped out the sacrifice unwinded mistery bribe following the wind… sunset veil my thoughts – blind black butterflies Last birds fly forever… released firebird – from wind to dust, from dust to fire… Share this:TwitterFacebookLike this:Like Loading... Related