Why suddenly those lips, they become strangers, but never known, this desired yours ... in that silence, a silence that hates when rings and rings... a suffocating silence. He can not move under this quiet existence from its privileged stage just watch, regret comes alive with its opaque eyes devoid of future, with his lips closed without being dumb ... like ... urges a reason to be imposed to the desire to have her around. touching her...
He Thinks_: Do not sleep, tell me something!
Her lips ... her lips again and still feels like the vibrations course your blood inside his body and image in his head, still in pursuit. Feelings ... he coat, links, entangles, kills all... his fight is wild and silent, it can't stop feel like his mind vibrates. He can not stop craving and feel her body want lives.
Only the moonlight intercede in this wild darkness. She moves her head on the pillow involuntarily. He stops.
His Gloomy eyes looking her sleepy eyes, wanting to be lights that old fire, but he knows were obfuscated in the shadows of thoes lonely night ...
He Thinks: Why can t I stop looking you.
Want desperately to remember his voice, one of its longed words, although his name said in anger and despair, never mind. But only, its subtle and steady breathing tortures. Today is no exception, no longer supports its own scourge, bitterly wonders is this a life? do not know, do not understand, can not even imagine that the mind is fragile if the heart is not sure.
Nothing gets dispel the stubborn thinking misleading picture of that being, the subject of deepest desire that external heart hypnotizes his soul.
He Thinks_: don't sleep tell me something.
Now that void that he fed, it was full force and fury is hungry and alone ... seconds slower traverse at this hour full of anguish ...
A black cloud covers his thoughts, and the witch moon illuminating her still asleep ... helpless angel ... the source of all their pain,the fountain where he want to satisfy every desire, to close his eyes while fatigued with delicate, her soft white head leaning on his hand.
... he sleep.
