If I could stop time, to handle clockwise as I please, turn off the sun when you want to close your eyes, turn the stars when you want to wake up.
If you could look behind that cloud, save the sea in my pearly shell, singing accompanying the silence of the trees, blowing wind and give you my laughter.
If I could hug the mountain and put your feet, rejuvenate the meadow and paint colors, built my hut with the magic of your eyes, take a break and save your breath there.
If your forest could rest in peace, bathe your tangle of madness, walking the edges of the deep dream of autumn leaves to take me to you.
If I could catch the lightning to pass through me, if I could travel into space to your heart, the world would be a little sweeter and the infinite my home ...
(Barbara Mendoza)
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