sábado, 29 de março de 2014

Star

Like a river
misses the neverending sea
You miss me
now I can write 
the real words
for our destinies
with a thousand million letters
beginning with
"Good morning"...
I want you
I need you
and love you 
all the times we can see
like a lonely
shinning star
I can touch you
and whisper
in your ears
color winds
of my mad desire
the winds are
melodies that makes 
the ground dance