Tuesday, April 29, 2008

Broken Blood Vessel In Leg

Dawn Wind Turns


That heart came in the most beautiful and simple: without warning.

Just a moment of my life, a ray of light of a sunset on the field, a guitar chord zambas painted, a caress of the wind in the hills. Single and eternal, small and sweet. A second where the world stopped for a moment, where the sounds and flavors was perfect.

The softness of her lips I shed a sigh eternal and were eager to stay there forever.

Something travels, I have heard his name in passing and have ever felt. Born between songs, laughs and stares. First of all eyes do not lie, sought and push to the destination. Come closer and closer until they are no longer eyes who look, but the hearts who are contemplated in silence. Each other. Seconds minimum converting eternal and immortal.

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