Oh Fleur Furtuna...

Following the sun, to find the one

Who's giving you the wings to fly

Following the sun, the golden one

Losing sense for space and time

I love myself it's not a sin I can't controle what is happening...

I believe not everyone of us has given the trait of appreciating the beauty of our being. Let us all learn to be pasionate within ourselves and have the philisophy of narcissus.

Finally... the narcisus is metamorphosed .....