I would like to get his face in his hands, scrutinizing every inch of your wrinkles, get lost in your eyes and tell you I'm happy again. V
I would like to tell you about this trip by train to Rome, with this rain that seems to take more leave for weeks, this music recovered from the years of adolescence far. I would like to tell you how I feel at home in that city so beloved of all the books I've read in recent years, movies that I watched, I of breathlessness uphill path to enjoy a breath calm and soothed in this journey of plain . I would like to tell you how I stopped feeling responsible for a choice that was not mine, how he turned away from me the dreadful thought have you cheated for not having those rooms transformed into a battlefield. I would describe as my high school saw the other side, how it is through those corridors after twenty years, I would like to reveal this love to be wrapped my dreams, how to welcome me every day and softens my pain and heal my wounds, giving me the sensation of the opening of a peaceful tomorrow. I would like to make sure how I can keep my promise to take care of yourself and what you want to give a new presence to this day a female genealogy which transcends generations.
laugh with you I would tell you that I find myself in those intolerable defects believed to be only yours, I would tell you that I are coming out wrinkles around the eyes and I still have a few more veins on the legs that I speak every day, a mother tongue. Let me tell you I really want to run and that day I have a keen desire to write, to break this silence that perhaps you are protected from myself and from you, I protected her all these months. But now as the legs are heavy when I had, against my will waive the miles, this silence is deafening is doing and I need to break it with a new writing. That gives us voice, both in music and harmony at last tune.
I would like to tell you about this trip by train to Rome, with this rain that seems to take more leave for weeks, this music recovered from the years of adolescence far. I would like to tell you how I feel at home in that city so beloved of all the books I've read in recent years, movies that I watched, I of breathlessness uphill path to enjoy a breath calm and soothed in this journey of plain . I would like to tell you how I stopped feeling responsible for a choice that was not mine, how he turned away from me the dreadful thought have you cheated for not having those rooms transformed into a battlefield. I would describe as my high school saw the other side, how it is through those corridors after twenty years, I would like to reveal this love to be wrapped my dreams, how to welcome me every day and softens my pain and heal my wounds, giving me the sensation of the opening of a peaceful tomorrow. I would like to make sure how I can keep my promise to take care of yourself and what you want to give a new presence to this day a female genealogy which transcends generations.
laugh with you I would tell you that I find myself in those intolerable defects believed to be only yours, I would tell you that I are coming out wrinkles around the eyes and I still have a few more veins on the legs that I speak every day, a mother tongue. Let me tell you I really want to run and that day I have a keen desire to write, to break this silence that perhaps you are protected from myself and from you, I protected her all these months. But now as the legs are heavy when I had, against my will waive the miles, this silence is deafening is doing and I need to break it with a new writing. That gives us voice, both in music and harmony at last tune.
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