I raised my eyes searching for something and I first saw you slip, and that I was not looking. I could not believe, came right into my hands, dancing, you were so white that it seemed as if you had fallen from space, dancing like you came to me, and anything else that I had spotted earlier. I thought myself lucky then, I no longer feel it was any one, if he had a name in the universe, a name you granted me through all the hazards.
I could not believe what you were white piece of paper, not a grain of sand, not a ray of light had left no spot in thee. So I decided to look after you, protect you so you do not stop being one, and so do I, do not cease to be someone. I walked very carefully, jealously hiding you Eye strangers, you circled the park where you found it, but keeping you when the cold wind came we watched in silence as envy our happiness. I say our piece of paper, because this whiteness yours could not mean something else, do you?
The sun was falling and I was content to look at you, at least initially. You had too much energy, and I do not know if I could deal with it. While you were with me, yet I had, I knew you were not anybody, and your radiant beauty was confirmed. I began to fear that this meant that I was nothing more than a casual stop for you. So began my desperate piece of paper, had to know I was just as important to you at least wanted to know if you had noticed me. I held you then and you high into the sun. It was the first time I looked through you. It was amazing, I can remember perfectly all that light passing through you, your body translucent seemed only to improve the quality of light that was also the first time you talked to me.
closer to the sun, also had another effect in that moment I felt terrible. A dust storm was coming and I just noticed. Suddenly all the land surrounded us and although I instinctively took refuge in my chest, had been too late. Were stained by dust, and I could not feel more responsible. I do not remember if I dropped a tear, but at least you would not know because I hid my face from you. What if you had stopped dancing? You looked so happy doing it! Now I felt so embarrassed, I was responsible for get dirty and now you were with me, of removing a name both in eternity.
But what mattered the name in eternity? Lot, until I realized something that was even more important. When I dared to look at you again, I saw all the land he had left in your body forms, and I realized they were oddly shaped but said a lot. That's what I had made the world now that you were with me, and I know that you really enjoyed, and I liked it too. But what really made me happy, that's what I was talking about, that my name was removed from eternity, but in return, I noticed a curious pattern in your area: my track had been impregnated thank you dust.
Can you understand the joy I felt seeing that I was in you slip? Importing the Universe with a capital, the sun slowly fell, the stars have not yet deigned to appear ... I was in you, like me you were in some way, but I could not express the same way that you did. That feeling was very strange, I was lucky but I was also cynical and rejoice in your dirt, anyway, I'm the one who stained your uniform for the first time, were you under to stop dancing to be with me?. I do not know if I would have spotted one in my place, but I think so. The important thing is to see your new forms, recorded dust and dirt, give me a clue that you had made me happy.
The sun was so close to disappearing, and the wind began to march a thousand winged soldiers at that time, I faced a dilemma. I was close to my chest, I was wrinkled by the pressure exerted, all with the so that no invisible army snatches me. The problem is that if you do not see, hardly knew what you had to say. The light would disappear suddenly and she could not communicate with you. So I decided to take to the sun once again, although I expect what would happen.
light orange, almost violet, passed through your body, with the taste of death that resembles life as never before. That bright and lit you crossed all your forms in a new way. I never saw more beautiful piece of paper, but never saw you at the same time, so far from me. The wind began to blow even stronger and I felt very afraid of losing, so the decoding what you told me I had to squeeze through violence, you wrinkles and I broke up a bit. A deep sorrow came over me and this time do not hide my tears. A corner desperately yours moved with the wind. Everything conspired to tell me the obvious, I had to let go. Then the first stars appeared in the sky and I noticed your unbridled love for dancing was something she could not control.
I could not believe what you were white piece of paper, not a grain of sand, not a ray of light had left no spot in thee. So I decided to look after you, protect you so you do not stop being one, and so do I, do not cease to be someone. I walked very carefully, jealously hiding you Eye strangers, you circled the park where you found it, but keeping you when the cold wind came we watched in silence as envy our happiness. I say our piece of paper, because this whiteness yours could not mean something else, do you?
The sun was falling and I was content to look at you, at least initially. You had too much energy, and I do not know if I could deal with it. While you were with me, yet I had, I knew you were not anybody, and your radiant beauty was confirmed. I began to fear that this meant that I was nothing more than a casual stop for you. So began my desperate piece of paper, had to know I was just as important to you at least wanted to know if you had noticed me. I held you then and you high into the sun. It was the first time I looked through you. It was amazing, I can remember perfectly all that light passing through you, your body translucent seemed only to improve the quality of light that was also the first time you talked to me.
closer to the sun, also had another effect in that moment I felt terrible. A dust storm was coming and I just noticed. Suddenly all the land surrounded us and although I instinctively took refuge in my chest, had been too late. Were stained by dust, and I could not feel more responsible. I do not remember if I dropped a tear, but at least you would not know because I hid my face from you. What if you had stopped dancing? You looked so happy doing it! Now I felt so embarrassed, I was responsible for get dirty and now you were with me, of removing a name both in eternity.
But what mattered the name in eternity? Lot, until I realized something that was even more important. When I dared to look at you again, I saw all the land he had left in your body forms, and I realized they were oddly shaped but said a lot. That's what I had made the world now that you were with me, and I know that you really enjoyed, and I liked it too. But what really made me happy, that's what I was talking about, that my name was removed from eternity, but in return, I noticed a curious pattern in your area: my track had been impregnated thank you dust.
Can you understand the joy I felt seeing that I was in you slip? Importing the Universe with a capital, the sun slowly fell, the stars have not yet deigned to appear ... I was in you, like me you were in some way, but I could not express the same way that you did. That feeling was very strange, I was lucky but I was also cynical and rejoice in your dirt, anyway, I'm the one who stained your uniform for the first time, were you under to stop dancing to be with me?. I do not know if I would have spotted one in my place, but I think so. The important thing is to see your new forms, recorded dust and dirt, give me a clue that you had made me happy.
The sun was so close to disappearing, and the wind began to march a thousand winged soldiers at that time, I faced a dilemma. I was close to my chest, I was wrinkled by the pressure exerted, all with the so that no invisible army snatches me. The problem is that if you do not see, hardly knew what you had to say. The light would disappear suddenly and she could not communicate with you. So I decided to take to the sun once again, although I expect what would happen.
light orange, almost violet, passed through your body, with the taste of death that resembles life as never before. That bright and lit you crossed all your forms in a new way. I never saw more beautiful piece of paper, but never saw you at the same time, so far from me. The wind began to blow even stronger and I felt very afraid of losing, so the decoding what you told me I had to squeeze through violence, you wrinkles and I broke up a bit. A deep sorrow came over me and this time do not hide my tears. A corner desperately yours moved with the wind. Everything conspired to tell me the obvious, I had to let go. Then the first stars appeared in the sky and I noticed your unbridled love for dancing was something she could not control.
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