quarta-feira, 8 de dezembro de 2010

Josh

“You're such a pretty boy Josh.” - she whispered in a serene approach for his lips.




Josh Rouse - Flight Attendant



But then she became conscious that his lips were too distant from her tranquility and reserved for another time the wish of being in the solitude of warmness.
Her harmony said to her spirit, to rest in peace, and to not keep looking for an unachievable substance. Like the anti-matter, that all her body had been transformed. Like as if she touched on something, that entity will disappear as a destruction of particles that in conjunction with her warmth and soft skin were too much irresistible for be maintained in this world.

Therefore, she just walked away.