Sometimes it feels like you could touch the air up in the sky, because the morning is so blue that doesn’t seem real. And it is so clear that you can imagine yourself as a fresh breeze, passing your fingertips all over the clouds, giving them shapes, curls, waves. Sometimes it is like the rain is kissing you. When it pours down, heavy and thick, after a torrid summer afternoon. And you know that it will follow a fresh evening and a cool night, smooth, like the shade of the trees on the mountains. Sometimes everything is perfect and the moon is so bright that you could fall in love with that pale and milky light. And in any of those days you wonder what good did you do in one of your long lost past, to deserve all this beauty.

Love

V@g

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