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...
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
2 comentários:
And you said you could't write, hã!?!
That's amazing... I really loved it!!!!
Keep writing... I'll keep reading it!
kkk
thanks a lot, dear!!!
and I'll keep trying to write...
But certainly reading yours too!
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