Friday, November 19, 2010

Falling in love


The wind flutters her hair. I can see the Sun going down far on the horizon. A thrilling feeling grows inside me when I hear her voice asking me to hold her tight. We were really falling. Suddenly our lips touch each other.
The smell of smoke filling the cabin makes us realize that this would be our last kiss…The depressurize keeps the moment eternal. I could not imagine another place to go, even later when I thought of a place to be, my mind drifted to that very same moment, all details craved so deeply into my mind and heart. I wonder where she is now and whether she would be thinking of me or not.
 
Daniel Assunção Teixeira
Iuri Quinderé Emerenciano

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