Accustomed
Wrong
I don’t see the sky
It’s cloudy
You appeared without being looked for.
I didn’t expect to found you there.
Maybe your laughs didn’t have shadows or faces.
That was all I saw.
You lent me a kiss
You lent me calm
You lent me everything I lacked of.
You have the right recipe to make me smile.
And all the time
You know what fears me
You know what I like to be with you.
You stole my body
You stole my soul
It’s now yours the voice which I sang before.
You take my dreams
You leave me wordless
But if I’m with you I don’t need anything.
Saturday, May 3, 2008
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