You reflect, it’s you and not the light. That’s a lie of physics. You reflect, and you remain there... beautiful, concentrated. You reveal the clear and the dark, you reflect on the ice living in your eyes. You reflect the clearness of your hair. You reflect the portrait of the woman. You indicate the intermittences of the road. You reflect brightness and darkness, you appear and disappear at times. You reflect peace doesn’t matter it’s 200 kms outside. And then you look at the reflection, and then you use the power of your eyes, and then you shine.
It was a moan, it was her breathing. It was the end of innocence. It was not only the curiosity of the time, it was the hidden feeling behind. It was just a kiss, why not? It was just the fifth bottle of champagne. The good times need the best liquor. It was then just a try. Just her hand in her hand, it was just a witness surprised. It was just a moment to stop, it was just a time to look at the eyes. It was then the next song, it was a weird time. It was another kiss in the eyes. It was dancing together, it was falling behind. It was just another kiss, then another one. It was that electric feeling, knowing that something is going to end bad. It was just the delicacy of the moment, it was just a time. It was not passionate or wild, it was curiosity and discovery chance. It was touching here a...
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