sábado, 12 de janeiro de 2008

T minus 2 equals Disaster

A circle. A hall. 2 Feet together. A dance in the shadow of that Pine tree. I create something out of nothing. A click. A paper and a few lines of love and dedication. A all life of dedication made my friend travel the world. The world of feelings. A wide and unsuspected world.
My room as a closet. A white one. When I opened that closet I was dragged to a fantasy. But I managed to escape with all my bones unharmed.


As I traced Leonardo´s phone call I realised that he wasn´t with us anymore. A wide and green field. 2 hands together. No dance and no shadow. A tombstone.


And I jaywalked the entire morning when all of you were sleeping
And a blue eye made me wonder around a flowered field

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