Butterflies, butterflies
here and there...
Still she waits.
Still she burns...
I feel i need this
This ache in my chest...
I am moving along a silent sea,
Peace in spite of me...
1.
Once again...
Little scary tricks
wait upon closed doors...
Which is more valid,
to be, or not to be...
When kisses fade,
when love drifts into hibernation...
My hands upon yours,
upon you...
We have nothing but time,
yet time is nothing...
Annihilation of proportions,
zero before the count...
Behind the vastness of my scars,
scarcely lives a man...