clean bright and sincere
images words and music silences
placed each in the exact place the characters naked
caressing the piano always
light through large glasses of wine
hands hugging white coffee cups with saucers
wrinkled sheets and the skin over time
sweet anguish of love
when brewing inside your bones that you've already drawing
guard down because you thought he had already spent your time
and when the right moment when the curtain falls
beauty to reveal
eyes that say "I have not forgotten anything" and everything
makes clear and calm at the end and leave
be transparent and clear sales afloat through
your eyes and let yourself bask in the steady hands and brave
the end of an imperfect love
the only one who exists outside of storybooks
and in films like this that have a piece
or better pinch
your story or perhaps you do not miss all those places where no were with him?
because there are always things to do that or pet but if you ever
with or without clothes
someone
undressed in front of you and let it as it is fografiaras
eyes of a wounded animal can die in peace
grabbed
remember that when the time comes