hands shaking

I look my reflex on the cristal brite wide scren and realized my hair makes me look like a mad witch!
and still my hands are shaking!
I'm so happy I still can feel it.
there is few voices, there is a few musics,
a few smells,
a few sights
a few people,
a few dreams,
that still can make me
lose control or just loose it a litlle...

so good,
I have to thank you someday for that.
these really shorts seconds that we dream about doing something, and we run, get there, and don't get to say it. don't get to do it.
and as the wind, the moment is gonne.
but was still nice.
could be better though...

still nice!
still good to know that there is ...
and no power comes from knowing it...
yet unpower can be nice to,

just a litlle remarcable momento, of those that didn't happened,
that I also like to colect.

:)

segue esse baile!