Do not cry in the distance, Ven Y? Mame In Your Dreams

Do not cry in the distance, come and love me in your dreams is so, a man who loves does not speak whispers Just feel he loves. When it involves your mind in a cloud, a dream, a desire to dive into the sea So where I live persist in the search for love and just get close, I feel you. Will fly through the wind consider the reality of today and my sweet fantasy That the precise moment that I get my sea and sky meet your time and get together on the horizon each flight imagined the beauty of your feeling, your words. With a kiss them back in my bubble. Set your view about them and scare you. The hollowness of my words that are dispersed kiss you on your bottles in each of the beautiful messages that hint at your true love I try to enter them, I'm slipping

unable to penetrate, you are so pure, so great is the love that I am encouraged that my strength can not break that spell. So from the bottom of the pit of my sea I notice your flight, often close to the sun. I see you go, baffles me. In the flapping of the way, you allow between light and thus see the moon, feeling and owning. I am pleased to think of yourself and knowing that you are satisfied with your many travels, accompanied, surrounded by the most beautiful and lush bird and I realize, is so warm that I take the treasured my tank full of thousands of colorful fish, corals and many algae. I must admit that is just beautiful even when muddy sand removed by the cold that keeps me from sliding glass that separates me from you, still on the horizon sometimes makes me look intently stopped being absorbed by your flight pensive, surrounded by rays accompany you wonderful lights that penetrate my senses I do recognize your human divinity. Now, knowing that I can not reach the distance that separates us, your light I keep wanting sighs unmanifest your flight is light, clean, decisive, with a thousand takeoffs and landings so you can breathe easy, happy with the dream of the horizon, the firm caress the skin-deep love, live, perennial as you reach into my sketch I give a sincere kiss to your dream of yesterday and today much as a touch because open this dream, which For today and I keep with me forever, I do it under the veil of a cloud, in love with the moon.

Samuel Levy Akinin