jueves, 20 de septiembre de 2012

SOMEONE TO DIE FOR



Love is exactly what i think it is,
when i kiss your mouth and caress your breath,
when the seas of desire between reality and the dream are so,
that i can hold your back in the fraction of a whisper, 
and time is a wait infinite between caress and tenderness,
are dead hours full of memories,
is the metamorphosis of night in day,
of dying to reborn to life,
of the endless chain of goodbye's to be yours,
of this dark, cold and lonely trail that i cross
with your provided hope,
with my fateful temperament,
with the mild insanity,
with our mutual dream..

with the longing of an I to the clossness of a YOU ,
which can unveil the mistery of a WE,
now and then..


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