Often our thinks search the sensibility and the beauty. The art is beautiful, the people give you the soul sensibility where the protagonist is the woman. In her eyes you search the warm, someone there are the tears, the smile become bitter, she can’t wins the war , jealousy, sadness which leaves the time. You love her for herself ? Possibility , his fragrance leave you the nostalgy of days in which the dark  abound the world. The beauty you look in his eyes where unrest comes when a child cry” I want to be free, I want to live in peace ”consoled of his mother and looked of father.  How to fail destroying  the world? For a moment you can lost all, the family, the woman you loved , the bleu sky giving the tranquility and the grass threads fragility felt  under nude feet. A day you remember the passed , someone said you ” it was beautiful” you look him with a simply smile which significate” Yes”. All was far in time ; woman, beauty and love.