love letter from Frida Kahlo Martina Céspedes
My Diego:
Monday, November 15, 2010
Put Your Head On Hairstyles
Mirror night.
Your eyes green swords into my flesh, ripples in our hands.
Your eyes green swords into my flesh, ripples in our hands.
All you in the space full of sounds - In the shadow and light. You will be called Auxocromo which captures the color. I chromophore - The one that gives the color.
You are all combinations of numbers. Life.
My desire is to understand how the movement line. You fill up and I receive. Your word travels through space and reaches my cells are my stars and going to yours they are my light.
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