auraluna Aura Luna

She looks into his eyes every night when the reflection of the moon caresses her face. She tries to touch him, but his fingers, so far away, only draw the figure in the air. That's why he writes letters to her, even though she doesn`t know if it's about love or if the wind turns them into stars. But he receives them when Morpheus invites him to walk, and with the moon's reflection, he thinks that he is also trying to touch her.

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  20 de Diciembre de 2018 a las 07:02
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