The joy of moonlight sonata

Concerns about facts neither of both had lived,

We as possible witnesses of broken models in an unknown future,

Outside the grass jumpers play music to the moon

You awaken by birds sings to the sun and the bee around pretending ignore you

 even not content, distract the bright stars from me.

The moonlight sonata unites our heart in the same beat

through the wireless that today lift us to antique letters.

The silence became our perfect scenario

miles of deep blue kingdom were not distant enough

to keep the Ode of joy

that enters as whisper to our ears.

Souls embrace in just one stare

differences now die forgotten to the act of your lips on mine

and the heat of our bodies presence the classic dance

where merciless time catches us play with the wind and fire.

Angels are praying these ashes travels springs and autumns

to conceive the pleasure of our desires

that unconsciously rejoices every dawn

with hopes to wake up under warm sheets

where the brown land and the blue sea meet in a smile

 after eruptions accept cool drops of dews

and the night ends with the promise of a morning next to you.

 Blake

Nicole García. 29/Nov./2011