The banana was full of stamina for tomorrow.
Waking up the next day, the ideas were changing because of
the mangoes and the fish in the freezer was asking to be golden fried.
The sweating after the game in the morning was calling the
neighbour for the Sunday morning brunch with chopsticks.
The clouds were kissing the plans of frozen burgers.
The numbers were showing colours and the waves along were
wide enough for the sharing of the fridge with the birds in the balcony.
The strings were showing way to a leap of freedom, played by
the guest.
Fashion was taking the prices to shop gifts of chocolates
for the kids.
Focus was in the day and the well-kept shave was taking the
personality to the drive to the avenue to see falling leaves and flowers.
The birds had captured the pictures and the familiar had
expressed their freedom with me.
The new music is still to be showered to the new light to
change the colours of the advertising.
The flowing honey of the moment is the words spoken by the
eyes to sight the walk of steps to the home of tomorrow.
Topping the ice-cream with the honey to thank the bees, the
flight is imagined to share and meet the ideas for the next get together.
The swing in the rocking chair is the warmth of the memory
to share the cuddle with your pet to teach him more.
Sharing the colours to make a painting and the music to
agree the artwork for a nostalgia with sweet taste for the drive to the far, i
went ahead to find more rainbows, finally to find a great poem of smells to
sound an echo in the sleep.
