sexta-feira, 22 de maio de 2009

Counting calm walking clouds with you

To the legacy of who knows the visit of our own signs that walk in time and the lives are moving as I could count cats or clouds and to the green eyes as they see and amused with the peaceful microsphere around the body of this place and for the pearl dew drop for tomorrow and for now it is still time to go further on our nakedness in every calm valley seen by the train’s window and the guitars balanced into the surface of the sand where after the highway of your dress, I rise and shiver with a psycho doorway to think of the welcome place of your heart and now there is space and time to think over and our dances don’t forget what was the spirit of love after a decade of being in touch and just like the first time I was inside you and far, far from this logical routine when we were this little tune played with my favorite world of independent vision is perfect to feel with you.

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