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- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - 2005-11-20 | | In a beautiful night, When all was dark When just the moon rays Were lightening my room, I couldn’t sleep! I was watching the stars The shining stars! As I was looking through the window, Something moved! In the darkness I could saw nothing, Except a muse with wings. What could it be?!? First, I thought at a bird, But then I saw his face! It was an angel! He had blue eyes And a blond long curly hair. He had such a beautiful smile! It was indeed an angel. He looked at me, And then he asked: “Why can’t you sleep?”. I said nothing, I was so amazed, Then he continued: “Beautiful girl with red lips and green eyes, what are you doing alone, here, in such a lovely night?” I said: “Just watching at you and asking if you’re real or is my imagination?” He looked at me, And I finally understood the truth! Yes, he was a real one, But not anyone, but my love! I finally discovered my love! I was watching him, He was watching me, And then …I blinked! Where is him? He disappeared! I screamed and screamed, But nothing; He disappeared in the darkness, Leaving me fall in love with him, And wait for him for ever in my heart! Just love! (9.03.2005)
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