
Every heart sings a song, incomplete, until another heart whispers back.
Those who wish to sing always find a song. At the touch of a lover, everyone becomes a poet.
~ Plato
|Monteverde, Costa Rica|
All that you can't leave behind

Every heart sings a song, incomplete, until another heart whispers back.
Those who wish to sing always find a song. At the touch of a lover, everyone becomes a poet.
~ Plato
|Monteverde, Costa Rica|