sábado, 21 de abril de 2012

Peace at last.

Peace at last.

The peace dominate about this whole scene,
bringing the gentle wind on morning coolness
of a life that renews itself each moment
and transformed which was a macabre delight on magic,
peacefully completed the desires
without further sorrowful terrors or anxiety
of the solitary dreamer.
By following the life firmly next to the woman
who I chose as a traveling
companion even knowing that one day
the train derails and the end will break
this link which at least for the time being
will calm the so many vortices of life...

Marcos Loures

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