Maybe life is all about twirling under one of those midnight skies, cutting a swathe through the breeze and gently closing your eyes.

perché brillate se tra poco vi spegnerete?

In fact, you”-he pointed his fork at me-“look like a fairy tale.

Two friends raised their heads up to the sky on a dark evening.-Look at the stars.–Let us make a wish.They each took a moment of silence.-What did you wish for?–For you to have peace with...

Don’t let your dreams be forsaken by the starry nights

I wonder at the starry pattern in the skyAre they little pieces of moon which want to fly..?

The more of us that feel the universe, the better off we will be in this world.

let me diefrom having being drunk onindigo skies, my liver…overflowing with stars.