Soldier. You endure war. You survive. You have the right to dream. It carves life.

360° love. He hugs. Uninhibited. It shines in the light of the sun.

Dream mocks. Faithful. You baptize it target. Without fear. Unrepentant. You chase it.

Wishes firework. Light up. Brighten the moment. In the dawn of the new year. Doomed to shut. Drowned to the inertia of indifferent people. Willing audience. Surrendered to the fatalism.

Feast. You wear your best. Minutes are being worn as ornaments. Time embraces you. It erases memories of the past, ignoring the past. Star. It sparkles now.

People. A glow. Surrounded. Extinguishes. Defeated by imperfection.

Thoughts. They create a word parade. The words are pairing images. Anniversary repetition. It gives every week. A motivation that never fades.

Waiting. Once more. It tests endurance. It offers long-lasting pleasure. Sweet compensation. Of your patience.

Time decorates a celebration. You fiddling about for hours. The sparkle to dress up. Memory conquers light.

Thousands of words. Countless hours. A Birth that you take care of. Memories accompany it. You hug them proudly.

The love affair with him began as naturally as opening a window to bathe a dark room in light. Without the awkward conversations and even the clichés of potential lovers. An attraction with too much courage, not caring about the small or big details of their daily life, found the moment to unite them. Because proper timing is a parameter not governed by the human mind. At that absolutely ideal moment the great secrets of the world seem to crowd into a minute unit of time which has the power to carry them all upon itself. These humble, insignificant pieces of time just before the first contact, which are transformed into a priceless precious unit, occupying a prominent place in the memory of lovers. She enjoyed every minute of this new embrace, giving him her pleasure generously. These are the generous arrangements that are not discussed and decided by reason but by the only source of love, the heart. There are secret keys upon our bodies, well guarded from the naked eye, invulnerable gates withstanding random attacks in anticipation of the one worthy of their conquest. And everything seems to make sense when that happens. And you like a favored heir enjoy looking back on time and feeling very lucky to have lived through it.