I really want to ask apologize to Verónica and all the boys and girls playing this game for my delay... but what I want, sometimes it is not what I can.
After my hands touched you
I closed the fists so that the memory will not escape such as sand or water.
and I walked around with my hands in my pockets,
pressing a starry summer sky and dry leaves of Autumn.
And you're my pockets.
The host this week is Verónica, take a look please at her blog HERE to see beautiful things.