no wings and no fear for falling, no tears and no need for sorrow, no fast movements no empty dreams of any kind, no stories only a kiss some simple white flowers and no problems.

 

Loving you my friend, it's a real pleasure. To ear your smile trough the walls of clouds hearing that bird's song singing and even far feel that touch of light in the evening where your smiling shadow laughs, it's like a diamond. You. Laughing. Inside that perfect moment waiting for the sun to fall following the shining peaceful dream of dreaming.