AND i wonder. Is there time?
An ice cream is not so close.
And although I see faces with lips equal to the horizon, but dried, i still prefer pistachio with mint!
What you see now exactly here?
I follow the trace of the airplane, the waves or the sun?
Seek my taste or use solar heating me here?
Will be empty when I return?
Slowly then ... ... With the life and the flavors.
I, then, I will come back!