On the player I am listening to Sinatra ... "Fly me to the moon".
Sometimes the moon is full and powerfull.
Some nights we can feel her deep within.
- "Who can you feel? Her or the moon?"
- "Are they two? They look a lot alike"
- "you're crazy!"
- "So? What else is new?"
Her eyes glow and the smile is astonishing.
I pretend not to look and I conceil a lot of what I feel.
Some things are not ment do be said.
Some moments.. feel so... so...uncomplete.
- "I want more. "
- "I know"
- "but I'm scared of not being what you need"
- "I know. Shhhh.. it will all be alright"