Aghata parecía perdida, dime si no eras ella, dime si no eras la Luna.

viernes, 4 de noviembre de 2011

Like in your dreams.


When you [I] talk about trees -forests-, rivers, sky, swings, air...
As you [I] think about wings and fly -or- imagine and looking.
Where you [I'm] are calm and quiet.
When, where, how we can become one.

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