It's a bright sunny day outside! But when your presence appears on the machine screen, blessed machine that connects us, the heat intensifies. I sweat, my palms are damp, my heart is racing, my heart is pounding like I'm swimming the 50 meters at an Olympics! All to reap the laurels of your company. I am beyond worship.
I, the wandering knight that I am, after a smooth crossing, hit the walls of the City of Dreams. Tired, hopeful, seeking rest and sweetness from my place of belonging. I am not answered. A void fills my chest, a tightness in my heart, an exhaustion of soul energies, an affliction without size or mode of description. Only one factor gives me hope: May the Queen go well, follow her sovereign, keep letting herself be worshiped, and continue to be the reason for her life!
Ah, an ominous period of absenteeism! You know that the nefarious destiny will separate us for a few days. This world is really unfair, life travels along winding lines, even absurd in its folly. Without judgment destiny will make us distant, even more than this mode of interaction causes. There is only one hope. That in the folds of the universe, where time meets relativity, this period without dialogue makes us closer, more serenely connected. This is the lesson of a Poliana, goddess who will save us from this storm of chronos. Let it not be a chimera, let it be so, as we ask the gods, for the Queens are anointed by the gods and their desires of the sovereign Queens must be fulfilled.
I often face the withering happiness of visiting this Queen's room. In fact it is a goddess or semi goddess, I am not sure, but still a Queen. What is not doubtful is her charm, which mermaid sings and only a few can hear her sonorous hiss, the Queen envelops us with her eloquent mutism. His posture and mannerisms are imperial and imperious. One of life's greatest pleasures is being a inhabitant of this magical land: the City of Dreams. And may more trips come to this enchanted land!
Again something beautiful happened, but not unusual. I Vassal Knight and faithful subject of Your Highness went all the way to the City of Dreams. This kingdom cannot be reached easily. That is why it is almost impossible for us to be there. If we left we returned as soon as possible. So it is and will be.
"Uh, Houston we've a problem!". "This is Houston. Go ahead, exchange." "We're leaving the orbit of the moon, we don't know why. "Can you know what the new route is? Exchange." "Affirmative Houston, we're heading toward huh, a planet called Dream City. Exchange." "Commander, did you say Dream City? Exchange." "Affirmative Houston. Exchange." "Positive, do not worry known and friendly destination, the only problem is that the crew will not want to return to Earth. "Affirmative Houston, landing and reminding our families, no date for return. Final exchange and hang up!"
As the Sam Smith song says, "it's too good to goodbye"! I would not say you farewell. I'll always say hello to you! Everything is very good, always. Especially when the simplest things happen here, even though Your Majesty is a Queen. The simplicity of geniuses need not be complex to be full.
Queen, queen! Not even the most daring gods will make me leave this Court. I don't know if Dream City needs my presence, but what I need is the air to live. Without your face, your figure, I will not even survive, which will say to live. In the arsenal of goodwill, I seek a device that freezes time. We will then be crystallized at this time. How magical can desire be? How powerful is the will? How powerful is love? These answers only the wisdom of a Sovereign will know. Let us at least try to make the ephemeral an eternity. Impossible? Who knows.
Save! The Queen granted us the privilege of being her subjects. However, they can only participate in this kingdom, be governed by His Majesty, those who prove themselves worthy of the honor of vassalage. Thus, all those who act contrary to good manners, education and good manners, will be excluded from the domain of the City of Dreams. Long live the Queen!
And the woman comes! No, it's a girl, sweet, slightly shy, a girl decidedly. Yet intelligence is mature, correct, and charming, despite traces of guria. So it's a woman. A woman girl or a woman girl, it does not matter! Generalizations and reductions not insufficient, buggers and idiots to define the supreme Queen who enters the throne room. The only subject left is genuflection. We bow our knees to greet her. May you be eternal, Queen! May you be ours forever.
The fairy tales have Princesses, they have Princes, they have witches, spells, but the endings are always happy and, above all, the love always reigns. In Dream City we do not have to wait for the ending to have that good feeling. Just visiting this kingdom, there the Queen rules and guarantees the happiness of its inhabitants. Always, all the time.
In continuity with the wishes expressed above, grant Your Highness a permanent visa to the City of Dreams to this subject of yours! I will come here more often, not the one I need, but the possible. Well, daydreaming smiling, and only you know the meaning of it, is great, but it seems not enough.
I continue to observe sensations sublime, syncopated, indescribably beautiful and pleasant every time I am with you in the City of Dreams. Your Highness offers your subjects with unspeakable, enchanting pearls. Everything is special, everything is great. The real dream would be to dream of dreaming of you, Queen, uninterrupted. Although I usually daydream, this still does not happen, since the dream itself is to be here with you all hours of the day. Then only then could it be even more sublime.
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