Cara Terpsichore,
last night I went to the party of eighteen years of my classmate and are echoed in the room when the first notes heart skipped a beat and kick me straight away I felt an irrepressible desire dancing. One after another have followed all the songs of the summer now passed, always the same songs, and feel resentful, dance up to the extreme and yet always new and fresh, so carefree and jokes. So I went back for a moment indierto time and again I saw those faces, their eyes and their beautiful smiles for too long now so far away ... In my heart I was hoping to relive those emotions with my classmates, but obviously I was wrong because of my insistent questions answered do not know how to dance and remained anchored to the chair, struggling and escaping my hands as if they should bring them to the stake. At that precise moment the notes of a beloved Bach, who forever will associate with three rays of the sun with whom I shared so much magic moments as fleeting rienpivano air. I think there is nothing better than mistakes and learn ... learn together yielding to each other and being transported, there is nothing more beautiful than naivety embarrassment that modest beginning makes you feel a little awkward, which makes you keep a certain distance and makes you blush when a wrong step or as soon as the soft eyes met; but then close your eyes, breathing is stabilized and you hold him, wanting him run his hand along your Shien, bears the ear on his chest warm and your heart will inevitably be suitable for his and so the same music no longer makes sense, do not feel it anymore. I was still trying to drag someone on the track when the waiters who served the next course and the response that it was far preferable to the ball has left me so much disbelief and dismay that I realized the need to throw in the towel ... And even more dreamy I went to sit down.
This is what I told you about bugs, will agree with me che è più bella ... davvero the
I hope you enjoyed, Saturnia
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