Kinga Kosh's Podcast

Kinga Kosh: Lovers of the Past Lovers of the past, let the future begin Lovers of the old times, give the life a certain Tiny little niche, where new life form may be born. All the aspects, may reconnect, those were being thorn. Kind and generous, lovers of the past Let the love, energy, let them please, not last Forever is stagnant, change is all we need New energy will blow, here is the soul, please feed Here they come. The lovers of the past. I shall reconnect, I do fear, how long they last In a row, they slowly glide before me. Piece of crown, given to the bride to be. All the pieces, you feel, the crown will be glorious. All the lovers, of past times, should be historians, Each and every one unique, but none of them has got all. You ache did flame, you wanted ever more. Now, you are here, please give the crown, born today Representing lovers, suiting you, all who may Give you all in one. What you did not accept Without those aspects your life was just perfect. All in one, a perfect form, may be born. You, and the crown, what was once been thorn Will shine once, but feelings will surely last. Glorious, delighted beloved of the past.