The day our dreams become more than a snow flake,
In our first flight together at sunset,
Every static atom was changed..
Laugh, dance, celebrate
The day we met
In fact, an explosion of fun converted world surface,
like a Sun that falls and burst suddenly into a quiet lake
Moving silence and turning lights on everywhere.
My love..my heart, the one I met
I wonder if its not too late
Meanwhile,
I´ll think about the day..
The very special one
In which..
your blue met my red
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By D.S.D
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