Wings of Angel

Somewhere in Northern Italy, the place where the sun is a lullaby. In a vignette old fashioned house where the brick almost turned as that of one in an old movie. And on the other side, a modern home; which the light post remained lit even in the broad daylight.

A boy, deprived of love from the father he once loved with so much he can give, secluded the real him for several years until he forgot that the sun is the warmest.
And a boy, filled with joy the moment the sun touches the ivory kiss of his skin, seemed to have forgotten what he was, when as he grew older and older; he fought for breath and peace.

One, have seen the beauty of the sun, but pretended to be blind by what beauty really is. Lived the vigor with hatred. One, hidden from the sun for he fears death, losing colors as monochrome slowly hovers over him by the same and same sight.

In the roofs of two different homes, two wings completed one angel; and when the sun allowed for the both of them to feel its warm kiss, they will know...that they have fallen in love, somewhere in Northern Italy.

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