loved. Ice age coming
I'm sure the day when I feel loved my heart explode.
I know. I feel it swell at the thought, take deep breaths excited, suffer.
I'm sure the day when I will feel loved everything inside of me find the right place. And I, I finally feel safe, complete, in the right of those arms. That will tighten around me to prevent anything of the outside world come to hurt me, just to make sure that all of me remains there for them.
I'm sure the day when I will feel loved cry. And my lips become eager to give kisses, just kisses, and overflowing with words of love and gratitude.
My blood will fire, my skin and my back will be stormy skies, my hands ... gird each other that face, those eyes, love, I won. Like a hungry man clutching a piece of bread, like a bird cuddle the wind.
And I will embrace the moment with all of myself, do not let it escape the smallest detail, the slightest emotion ...
And I will give my happiness everywhere.
And I will tell the world, in every wave, every leaf, every ear of corn than he is wonderful. Yes, it's beautiful, has a unique smell: you know about me, life and know him. He knows everything that I have ever known and not only: it gives new colors to what they already know.
And I will never take his eyes. The
embrace. And I will cry at the miracle. I will cry. And I will do a lot of questions, laughing and crying together, being born and dying each response, shivering intensely.
And I will build for him a thousand triumphal arches, through which to see the world as I see it. The final will take us back to us.
I still embrace. And my founders on its face, skin, sleek and nice, beautiful as anything in this life and in all future and those already experienced.
And when there is nothing else to do or say or show or to create or transform ... we will stop. Will raise his hands toward each other. And our fingers intertwine perfectly, as the two halves of an apple.
And we, we will peel, pulp, seeds.
0 comments:
Post a Comment