Be of sagittarius
Calm, I ride on my own hooves, the full moon is gone a few days, deep air of this new moon i breathe, I question it will be there? Once again I find myself running in one direction, Paro quickly as I approached that image, the dust rises from the ground and make me be noticed. I raise my bow celestial air, secure the most dangerous arrow I have. Firmly phyto the Goddess ATHENS, she knows what it is and act like you surrender your heart. Wired arc already begging me to release and to design the arrow in the air, so you can get back to normal, I see another shadow that looks like the projection of the moon on the earth, the goddess Artemis, it fascinates me more than anything, your air horsewoman mounted in the moonlight, Athens also moves me, but not as much as the beautiful Artemis. I point to her, certain that my Goddess know what to do with that arrow. In a smile who hold my eyes she comes toward me, pointing his arrow, the same as I point out in his chest, in my direction. Still, our eyes focus on a long time, almost Athens to leave, when the two lowered arrows, and they were just staring at me. The silence is broken by the cry of a baby, DEMETER also came towards me with her beautiful child in her lap, a child that I would love to care for, but I knew she would try to tame me, but what if it was good? Again I find myself with the arrow pang for a Goddess When it comes up, and PERSÉFANE APHRODITE. It seems that today the Goddesses decided to play myself. Each with its beauty, with its charm, and I always the same and imposing Centaurian, it takes that trauma when acertarás the heart of HERA with the same arrow that now points to those Goddesses, I remember how it was painful the blow that gave to take that arrow from his heart, could I have the same pain again, and certainly not good Olympic have eyes for me. And the five Goddesses I most admire there, waiting for my decision, how? Why not fall in love with a mere mortal? my brain is consumed again. ARTEMIS my arrow points to yourself that I do not wanna, but what if you are just wanting to show their power, making me hunting for your ego. I can not shoot, down again my arrow and scared run toward the forest leaving them with a startled look and spiteful middle.
In the village again me embriago and seek shelter in the arms of a mortal, the same deadly to me the affection whenever necessary, in their home bed and she does not care to have me even for one night and says that these nights are your dream. Descended finally give myself to it. I raise my bow and arrow again to my heart shows its light shining candle flames. I see the smile on her face, she comes in my firm direction, without the slightest trace of insecurity or embarrassment, extends his hands as if to caress the fine and penetrating arrowhead. Gently lower pointing to the ground, his smile vanishes, along with my brilliance. Is that even mortal want to play with me? When in the midst of a whirlwind of thoughts I hear her sweet and charming you telling me "My beautiful Sagittarius, you need not waste this arrow to this mere mortal. It is not intended to be housed in my chest. As much as I want you, you do not belong to me. Run valleys, mountains, and forests, look between the heavens and come back when you are tired. You will always have my love and my home. And when it is in some breast, I falecerei happy to know that my beloved completed his mission.
