His hands covered the light that escaped his chest.
Neither the shirts nor the thicker sweatshirt could hide it.
Like a butterfly, you could appreciate its beauty,
when he deigned to open his wings.
He was afraid when his heartbeat accelerated,
by letting yourself be carried away by your inner melody,
his skin stood on end and it was like velvet.
Although the darkness of his brown eyes abounded,
the center of his pupil remained deeply lit.
Feeling in the clouds was not enough,
He did not allow himself to be different.
His world was fantasy
and it had no place in reality.
I was warmly embraced by such a feeling,
but it did not take long to cool down, because it was exposed.
Soledad and Silencio were his only witnesses.
She closed her eyes when she was alone,
accompanied by four walls,
it connected with its interior,
and ended up appreciating that incredible.
His soul shone brightly.
Blinded by its own light,
it melted into the solution of their conflict,
until your palms sweaty
They made the decision to leave their chest.
His way could only be illuminated by her,
He never understood why he was hiding,
nobody was able to dim its light.
Everything was in his hands ...
Alannis S.
