domingo, 30 de janeiro de 2011
After Rain.
And today I can say with utmost sincerity, that is another day, another moment of my life.
Leave a void, a silence in which I locked,
when the silence was like gold,
and where my heart was bleeding with pain.
The pain was anger from the companion,
what did transpire fear,
the fear of feeling of knowing someone,
which in turn moves my soul and makes you breathe a new air.
In some moments I made this difficult feeling,
but I could not deceive you,
and you can not fool yourself, and not for me.
Maybe it's just an impression, but his eyes light up when we meet,
qpesar of the few times it happened,
And it makes my heart race, perhaps at a pace faster than yours.
(Painting: Paul Cornoyer, Plaza After Rain)
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