The light hand touched her back in a tender embrace, one thought and few words from the mouth of him, I sent to heaven? The
grin and happy for her, as if to confirm that you are an angel.
light eyes were indeed those of a clear sky with light clouds and shadows given by the beating of wings, those of the color of earth he expressed the hope that the meeting between land and sky were a prelude to paradise .....
She smiled, closed his eyes, answered the question with another question: And who sent you?
The answer was in the air, unspoken, ethereal as the feeling given off by that look hard, deep, continuous, with the fear of getting lost, to get away.
Sooner or later I'll have to go, she said, he continues to tighten, firm and resolute with sweetness.
: No one holds you. said, laughing.
Time passed and nothing seemed to divide them ..... Who knows??
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