It seems nothing can provoke
Our inner silence
No sound no word nothing
The eyes bring out the eyes!
Nothing else but this unites us
A leaf touching another leaf
So close and so docile
The hands bring out the hands!
In our age love is an opposition
Let us unite to cast two single shadows...
Ideal match description:
None of you will be able to make sense of the explosion you will hear.
My languages skills:
English: I am advanced in every skill Turkish: I am advanced in every skill