The color tones are fixed in my memory... Maya Ribeiro

The color tones are fixed in my memory as flesh and fingernail. Black dress appreciating the beautiful lines of the body, the face was a mixture of formats, something different than my dark eyes had never seen in another being, short hair with two fingers of beautiful redheads wires running down the shoulder, a smile as intense lights full moon, skin reminded me of the soft whiteness of the snow, hands with a unique delicacy, but the eyes had a blue under a single ray of light, reflecting a deep soul. From that day on, my heart was completely locked waiting to find you.

You were responsible for opening the windows of courage for years that the seven keys were locked inside of me, because of you I've become a fortress inside me.

You have the power to numb my soul in an ecstasy of deep desires. Your ineffable beauty brought hope to my days of darkness. Every part of me cries out to have a second in your arms, feel your scent that is sure to inebriate my senses. My heart begs to feel the warmth of your body next to mine, I want to see the beauty of our feelings, a beauty greater than the vibrant colors of the northern lights.

From far away I sing this phrase repeatedly at sunrise every day to stay fixed in your heart:
"The fate and the time will cross our paths eternally."