On the sixth night, in the rose garden that was filled with loneliness and misery, I met my dead lover. He awakened me with those pale and lifeless lips of his, saying --- Do you love me? Yes, I love you. (Source: Esthétique)
On the sixth night, in the rose garden that was filled with loneliness and misery, I met my dead lover. He awakened me with those pale and lifeless lips of his, saying --- Do you love me? Yes, I love you. (Source: Esthétique)