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1996
" Sometimes the sky is so blue .."
If that's true, sometimes the sky is so blue, because it is always clear but turns to cloud, I love you always blue ... if you look with eyes will see it as it is and now cloudy, if you look with your heart in love even on cloudy days will be blue, but still cloudy now, if you look with your soul, I'm lost, because not only have clouds to me, also lightning .. if you look to the skin, my skin bristles and because it's cold and cloudy sky.
, the sky is not blue, but look at it with all senses, remain so for me, at least on this night for no reason.
remember the time when its color was not color, it was almost transparent and I could see beyond that, I could see the gulls laughing or rather mocking laughter with that awful that they have, but I did not realize that, because the sky was always the more blue for me, and the sea was vain and believed that green was the color .. but I knew that it gave the sky.
remember walking into port at night and the same Gulls continued their hideous laughter, as they do not sleep and laugh at the same time .. but I looked at the sky and kept walking azuliiiiito happy and thought that maybe the seagulls and I could be friends sometime. He came to the dock happy, I feel .. and looked across the river and I realized that a great beacon light reaching to the pine forest that separates the ocean rabid little river imperial .. the great lighthouse was proud of the power of light, but the sky let him believe, I knew everything.
A night I went to the beach, and I remember I was cold, summer was the one in the morning and the evening was arrogant and I was afraid, even the waves seemed lightning .. and Pablo Neruda said that is how the authoritative voice of God when he's angry .. I looked from my bank stone lovers who believed that no one saw .. and then watched the sky was so blue that seems to love it noticed .. because every time I looked, they celebrated with kisses .. I even looked like it did one .. is true, it seems that they wanted both, which embrace only saw a silhouette .. I can imagine what being in love should be something like that fear does not matter, that the cold does not freeze, the thunder of the waves do not scare. .. Well, it seems that they did not know these things. 
also remember one evening when I waited the full hour before the River to go swimming, if I like this time, but only lasts 2 hours, I like it because the river is calm and does not move and is warm, as if waiting to cross .. patient is as if waiting for his master the sea, I go to fill it to lives and then return to normal. It was like six in the evening and cross in a vote of a fisherman who told me of the old tsunami, ufff me that the child was when it happened and that was raging sea throughout your home and luckily his family was saved and that he viewed from afar and thought a volcano that was coming up ... Well the truth I got a little scared because with all his conversation I remembered that it was about to enter the sea .. but when I went to the surface sambullì and lay down on the river that kept me watching the sky and there was this clear sky as blue as ever, as if to say I do not care for tsunami .. Then he gave me the confidence and starting to show he could cross the river twice without fear lol but it was getting cold. Well now it's winter
perhaps why the sky does not shine so much .. but I'm worried, because I think ... as it did in other winter to see the clear sky even with clouds. My grandmother would say "those were different times" .. if the old lady might be right .. but the truth is that something is missing that poor sky, yeah yeah, something is missing "may be sad .. but I can not think of that might be distressing if it's so beautiful, and can be happy watching from above so things on earth or may not have someone to love .. there a heaven? .. haha.
If it exists, has an ugly name.
may not get away with it and it's just that now I'm staring eyes. Wet Pussy
.. Yellow caterpillar or butterfly?
