I wish you

I know that the title gives rise, perhaps with a broader mind, not to say hotter, that this post refers to a whole series of dreams and others, but it will be that no, because it is the accumulation of anxieties and desires, of promises that I make myself so that she, someone more than special in my life, in this new journey that undertakes, can taste somehow, if the alleged gods to whom I entrusted, want to do me the favor of granting.

So, without further ado….

I wish you an accelerated heartbeat as the airport information panel shows you the gate….

I wish you that the dinner, lunch, breakfast that they serve you on the plane, has at least one piece of chocolate, and that you savor it slowly, closing your eyes and sighing inside…

I wish you that the sky is clear of clouds, that you allow yourself to see the oceans you are crossing, the stars that will accompany you on your way to your new backpacker traveler destination…

I wish you that hit of new heat that gives off a land with which you have dreamed for months, that different smell that invades you with a different air, that your ears begin to be impregnated with new melodies…

I wish you that sigh that invades you with a different air, that your ears begin to be impregnated with new melodies…

I wish you that sigh that will invade you when you leave the airport and see that new sky?

I wish you incredible meals…

I wish you endless smiles…

I wish you to hear the music you have been dreaming of for so long…

I wish you the sunrises that would look pale if they competed with just one of your smiles…

I wish you breezes that accompany you in your walk on the sand… barefoot no doubt in my imagination

I wish you that the water caresses your soul…

I wish you to fulfill the dreams you imagined….

I wish you to close your eyes and feel that breeze that will accompany you…

I wish you to keep on learning…

I wish you to be happy.

And nothing else Miss, little more than wishing you to see you soon, that you allow me to hug you and that you tell me… because to live is to squeeze every instant¡¡¡¡¡.


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