In a magical city, where time runs as fast as the people who walk on the streets. In a secret place on a street of Brooklyn everything stop for a moment. There is nothing more important that the love confession from one to another. Neither the time, nor the business of this magical place can... Continue Reading →
DREAMING….
DREAMING.... Dreaming about a future that looks closer at me Returning to my instincts, letting words flow on a pool of dreams Images, thoughts, that are hard to describe but fill an emptiness of imagination Dreaming about perfection, dreaming of a life with you Xamlinnette
