domingo, 24 de outubro de 2010

My company

He whispered in my right ear: "you are not from this planet", as the wind messed up my hair. So I took his hand and asked him: "than take me where I belong".

As fast as our feet could run, we drowned our heads into that new land full of us, far from anywhere we knew 'till then.

2 comentários:

Anônimo disse...

I wish I could be that one.

Martini disse...

who wishes to be who?