you could feel that her broken wings were healing
you have see that fallen angel inside me, with her broken wings
I have repeated your name a couple of time
How much more beauty is there in your soul?
It seemed to reliving a story, already lived.
you have left that the mountain's atmosphere surrounded that bedroom.
all in a stroke, has fallen a silence full of something, that not even, the words themselves, were capable to express
we were enveloped by that great desire to stay together: even only to caress our lips
and that lightness was vanish with you
i was realizing that i was enter in a total different dimension of that world that till now i had called real world