© Francisco Guzman 2005
I got a few things I have to get off my chest...
When all you've got is a photograph of the apple...
color faded and tear stained from every tear...
Let's write us a fairytale…
I want to write a sweet fairytale...
When I look at you
My heart skips a beat...
Now that you're gone,
It's too dark at night...
Hurt me, love me
Breathe me, need me...
Be an embrace in which I may weep,
a solace against the restless grind...
When it all hits
and my legs shake...
Love me
just for this fleeting breath...
A flower is never still, as if dancing in the...
When it's facing you, just imagine what it sees...
In the blue sky the
Sun shines so bright...
Loving her is like reading a book.
Each day that passes is a new adventure...