hikingboots

                           ...In a dream of eternal youth with beautiful eyes and unspoken truths, dancing on a thin thread drawn by Selena in a blue night when all four winds talking about peace; ...In that unique poem  when  love shines more than the Sun God on your ring finger, weaving lasting hopes on a delicate cobweb in a white day of the beginning of all beginnings; ...In a cold afternoon of December with memories which surrounds the Arctic Circle, melting everlasting snows that floods the time,     paradoxically, leaving behind them the fire whic