The love portrait (english version)

(IN THIS STORY I REPRESENT A BOY DESCRIBING HIS BELOVED)

In the middle of some many people walking impatiently in this garden at the hight schoolyard stood out a young girl. A girl whose eyes and smile enchanted me by all of her tenderness.

She was sitting on a bench, gently playing her guitar and humming melodicaly the song she was composing. She was slender, of medium height and she was dressed in a modern way. Then my passionate eyes focused to examine each stroke she had. Her deep dark eyes conveyed me such a sense of mystery that made me wish a n adventure to discover that new world. Her flaming red hair lulled me into an eternal dream.

All of she fascinated me, not to metion her sublime smile. As she talked amiably with her friends, or show her bravery, or laught heartly or even sang. When she walk or run, nothing was heard from the sound of her plume footsteps. Each one reflected the lightness and innocence of her heart. And she jump with her magesty platinum horse, she flew gracefully...

I never mind is she near or far away, beacause her eyes will never be forgotten, such as that world that she made me discover. Now I haven't another thing instead want her, protect and support her forever.

Written By Inês Pedro S. Q. Borges