Michaela Coman

„Eu nu contest idealurile, îmi pun mănuşi atunci când mă apropii de ele...”

How do you reach someone that is unreachable, so unattainable … a love almost impossible to touch but there, like a fire you can never stop? In the middle of our silence, your eyes tell me truth but your body reacts so intrusive. Living in the path of your loneliness, I just suspire mine …

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