
MOON EYES...
00:32 am... too cold here... in front of me, the moon looking me... around me nothing else just a dark silence all around me holding and singing. But the music of silence is magic. The silence sings to me, talk to me, advise me. In fact, at the moon shine, I may think about my life, prepare my soul to the world, to the bathle... Yes, to the fight because: If you want, peace prepare to war.... I´m preparing myself. And while Im writing this, born to my mind a sweet recordation of a sweet and friendly eyes... In fact eyes can speak, can tell us directly to our heart, can help us, can show us a new world a forgotten world. Besides we in sometimes deneyed and use our mouth to say no... but our eyes say yes... Eyes dont accept orders, dont bend, Eyes are free ... Lord of teir destiny... capitan of their fate.... How magic is this relation. So, at the presence of the moon, my only whitness and only friend at the first morning I confesses... Eyes may make a heart a prisioner... Claudio
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