Side by side. You share. You let yourself for her to lean on you. You wonder. How time flies without her.

You had the time. To listen again. To breaths interspersed words. Separate. Caressing the ear. They can.Blow life.

By ticking time passes. Ticking without looking. You can to freeze your desires. Do not confess the dream. You can continue to pretend that you live. But you do not stop filling the silences with words.
Gathered warnings. The eyes do not get enough of writing. Pictures. Given away in daylight. They add their grace. Lucky unlucky. Wandering around them. You know how to accompany the silence. Dressed by respect for the gift. Recipient of a special privilege. You've met her.
You make the nights books. Pages are lost in eyes that do not get satisfaction. You read image. You drink to live in a time that is not enough.
You carry dreams. You deny the limits. You make the ride. Yours. You easily get indifferent. You mark. Wounds sprout everywhere. The colours do not fade. Fortunately.