Birthday Cake In Shape Of Owl

Fire ....

at night surrounds you with its silence, its smells, its distant lights, the crisp air that heralds the arrival of the morning. I look up into the sky and watch the moon, a thief with a light nn his, but just as fascinating as it is a sensual woman .. The damn sleep tonight late in coming. I try to stop my thoughts revolving in my head as a loose cannon, I switch scenes and moments of my day, but some properties are still a long time .. too. I understand that if nn I will consider removing the splinters stale, the curse will betray me sleep tonight .. There is a corner where the fireflies and splinters seem to shine on his own, and move slowly as if she were dancing. are the moments that I set in my mind, are my hopes, dreams and desires ... Tomorrow is another day, hopefully it will be better and with so many fireflies ..