sábado, 5 de maio de 2012


I lay down and roll so cozy
As if it was my hole
Didn´t realised that
On this red light
There's a spark
That blows all dark souls.

From a whispered anthem
I cry now a nocturne
- The one dancing on a night so still
Brings back winds,
A taste of old pleasures.

Stillness by those trees
In desolate purple gardens
Whistling complete mantras,
Myths of other lifes
Where - I swear!- I saw
You breathing before.

And still, feels like forever
Each and every raindrop
From the waterfall in your skin.

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