sometimes listen to, noises, sounds, songs.
A guitar reminds me, at times or places, where life seemed to flow, move towards somewhere. Sign
bass, you know well what it is, this arouses my desire to live, to tell you all what I feel, the energy in me.
battery suddenly shakes every nerve, giving the perfect touch to the mix. I begin to dream.
The voice, the melody, everything makes sense. Smiled imagining that I am the one who has composed the song, who wrote those lines, and discovered that melody prohibited.
For a few minutes, I'm out of my, I really do not understand anything and yet everything makes more sense than ever. It grows and grows without stopping, it's like an orgasm that is, after not seeing much time. It's that indescribable orgasm, which only share with her and with each other. Music.
guitar sounds again. This time off, and still the delay, they also know what it is, hoping that never ends ...
live for two and two. The music of my life.
If you love me will not you let me know?
the song I'll dream and I will continue dreaming, even if it means I have to die, like the penguin who wanted to fly.
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