Na última noite que passaram juntos e em que os corpos se entregaram, deram tudo um ao outro. Sugaram-se e comeram-se até não restar mais nada.
Ela ficou satisfeita. Ele ficou finalmente em paz.
Nenhum dos dois entendeu bem o que tinha acontecido. Ela questionou-se mas não obteve resposta. Ele não quis pensar pois sentia-se bem assim.
Já não tinham mais nada a dizer um ao outro.
Naquele dia, ela percebeu que já conseguia voar novamente.
quarta-feira, 25 de fevereiro de 2009
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I don't know why but something made me remember these words:
There's never much to say between the moments of our games and repartee
There's never much to read betweeen the lines of what we need and what we'll take
There's never much to talk about or say aloud, but say it anyway
Of holidays and yesterdays, and broken dreams that somehow slipped away
In books and magazines on how to be and what to see while you are being
Before and after photographs teach how to pass from reaching to believing
We live beyond our means on other people's dreams and that's succeeding
Between the lines of photographs I've seen the past -- it isn't pleasing
So strike another match
We'll have another cup of wine
And dance until the evening's dead
Of too much song and time
There's never much to speak about
Or read between the lines
Of what we dream about
When we're apart
And no one's looking on
To say you're mine
It was a good year then, it was a good year then, we all remember
The time you threw the looking glass and seemed a fool or very clever
Don't spoil it all, I can't recall a time when you were struck without an answer
We'll live a quiet peaceful time between the lines and go together
And I'm striking up the band to play our last hurrah We'll dance until we've killed another evening off
Don't think of anyone but me
I'll have no lovers on the side
Tonight is all we've ever dreamed about
For once let's get it right
We'll go down flying in the end
Through another bottle in between the lines
I'll go down like a ship of state
Let's be gracious now
Between the lines
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