El Arte De Pecar
* Hi. –He said– I’m Carlos.
* Hi, I’m Amy.
I smiled and gladly saw each other, our eyes unitedfor a second, was so cool that... I couldn't help to blush and looking closely at this mouth.
My heart hurt me because my stomach began to compress stronger inside.
I smiled and I saw your eyesagain, your eyes, a vast lagoon of feelings, I was so excited, I couldn´t stop look him, this amazing eyes I could carry me so away, to world more amazing and wonderful in a second.
After that moment Icould see a life time with him, with careful take him your hand and smiled. Could be possible? Was dreaming, yes, if I was dreaming, just I wanted kiss him, take a breath and closed my eyes.Something warm and soft touched my lips, surprised me saw him so close of me, take your face and I kissed him once more, I felt again in the sky.
Was amazing, not was just a kiss, was" the kiss" the bestof my life. I could dream joy in a life of dreams and love with him and just with him. I could see every little moment, sharing without even meet him, was like being in a door to the future: Thoseeyes were driving me crazy every moment so close around me.
Finally...the travel ended, he gave me a little thing, a little star of crystal...
This reminds me of the importance of a trip, I did notcare what I saw in that place because I had that story, the story of a love to remember ... one that I will remember every day of my life...a star is guiding my way all the time and waiting time to...
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