15 de febrero de 2010

Day go by...

He shows up...
same day every year...
...and dances from sunrise to sunset.

I heard...
...It´s some kind of ritual.

He used to dance here...
...back in the day.

She bought them...
...they were in love...
but he couldn´t stop.

Son one day she left.
No one knows where she went.

Now he dances to bring her back.

End of story.