is too late. Bedtime ... I grab my jacket and go out into the street. The city that sleeps for hours and only the distant noise of some drunken breaks the stillness of the night. Fast track in the cool of the night. No fear or haste, I feel comfortable and the night is long. Just my feet have been the rhythm of my heart. Here again this smile. Do not want to leave.
not I look up and see it today. Perhaps she's jealous? Maybe, it must be difficult after centuries of poems, songs and metaphors to pass a background ... He'll get.
As I've got to turn that corner. My legs shake and my heart races. There is, looking out the window, more radiant Juliet. No need to be excused for not being able to download, or because I can not climb. There is nothing to forgive. Was only the whim of a crazy few hours inadmissible. Seeing her again was enough for me. And feel their enthusiasm has overwhelmed me.
"Good night my love. Sweet dreams.
The way back is instant and I'm in bed, imagining you're in my arms ...
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