Gel Castro
Abstract Romance
Let roses fall
In our room...
In your heart,
The sweetness
Of my love care
You by warmth
Of my feelings,
In thy lips the
Honey of mine...
We'll leave a trail
Of love on this
Soothe way ...
I Found In Yo...
WHEN THE MOO...
Keep Me
Drop By Drop
Survivors
Come, Love!
Flowers for a...
A Pure Look
Hill's Memori...
Like A Dream....
Forehead furrow cringed... Forehead furrow cringed...
As I risk my beliefs to fall in love with a heathen... As I risk my beliefs to fall in love with a heathen...
So, the debate between friendship and love flares up again; It’s been quite long, with the situatio... So, the debate between friendship and love flares up again; It’s been quite lon...
Dread do I that this bud will last, To obscure my presence. Dread do I that this bud will last, To obscure my presence.
Where's the freedom, where's the life? Where's the freedom, where's the life?
Lovely... Lovely...
Playing with words.. Playing with words..
The Rainbow is then certain to appear... The Rainbow is then certain to appear...
How and when was the "Search of self", easy? How and when was the "Search of self", easy?
Nice.... Nice....
Shadows of smeared grey afloat in a dusky eve. Bella, can you hear the sound of candles burning? Shadows of smeared grey afloat in a dusky eve. Bella, can you hear the sound of ...
But what of the humans dying so???? But what of the humans dying so????
She was petite, with long hair neatly combed into a bun, Her eyes always carried the burden of he... She was petite, with long hair neatly combed into a bun, Her eyes always carr...
Together we'll paint the planet! Together we'll paint the planet!
Motherland.... Motherland....
They were searching for something, In the garbage heap. They were searching for something, In the garbage heap.
At times when my eyes are wet, When it’s about time for sun set, At times when my eyes are wet, When it’s about time for sun set,
And now though strange, we want the Mondays back Because we only pine for what is not and then wish... And now though strange, we want the Mondays back Because we only pine for what ...
fierce lovely water... fierce lovely water...
What we had in common - our restlessness, our impassioned spirits, and a love for the open road. What we had in common - our restlessness, our impassioned spirits, and a love fo...
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