listening to jazz music, imagining countries far away hidden in the star dust.. places full of flowing rivers, floating clouds all in very different shapes, some of them full of water, those are dark blue colored and soon the rain will fall from them towards the brown soil, touching also the green, red and yellow leaves.. forest covered with morning fog and lakes with many birds..
down there on the forest coast, there is a wooden house.. solid gallery covered by the house roof.. very morning, and my love is sitting there.. in her silk-soft hand is a paintbrush and before her a white canvas.. on her face a content smile full of love.. she is doing her magic again.. enriching my life, giving me everything what i ever wanted.. somebody so beautiful, marvelous and kind that you think that she is not real.. to be honest, she is an angel, a fairy who came here to show me the beauty of life, well hidden before my eyes..
why wait? why postpone the sweet words i would like to tell her? why should i wait for the moment when i will have the courage?.. no, do it now.. do it when you feel it.. do not postpone your life.. time is cruel.. do.. live!!
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