Two weeks

A month, the time left to forget. A year, I left it behind. A twinkling star reminds me the sparkle in his eyes and a sweet melody reminds me the color of her eyes. A dark night brings to my memory his seriousness and a blow of fresh air shows me their images printed on [...]

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Swings

Swings, under the edge of night. Starting to go high. Carrying those girls to the sky, up and down and from left to right.   The wind hits their cheeks, and printed on her face a big smile. One of them jumps, the other one laughs.   Remember when the swings carried you to the [...]