domingo, 16 de setembro de 2007

On my way

On that street,
you walk toward me
I hope your eyes touch mine
But you are fine,
You're not free.

I don't know what to do
Once more
On my direction you are
I do my best
hands through my hair
eyes fixed
will cut the air.

But you are resolute
You're out of bounds
you keep on your way.

On that street
I walk again
with my heart full of pain.
Dreaming of you
Hoping destiny helps,
Or chance make us
Create our own way.



Mirelle


domingo, 2 de setembro de 2007

The moment



In the middle of the night,
I seek your eyes,

But they insist being far from mine.
As a stubborn girl, I go after them
'till your glance meets my wink's jitter.
Smoothly, we walk foward the brightness of happiness.
On the ceiling,
the sky become our shelter
and the stars the only witness.
Pores, waves, whispers, only one body they see...
But its time to go...
"That's our time" - they say.
Tic-tac...Tisc, tisc...
Seeking again my eyes are...

Mirelle