Songs throwing me into memories
The night I danced & spun giddily upon the beach...
One day, when all of this ends,
we will collect our bones...
Although we are far
thoughts of you like stars...
No later than the clock could tick a new hour,
I hid near dusty shelves...
.
Shall I compare thee to a page of old...
Once upon a time,
a tired tree looked at the sky...
The moon is leaking solemn
silver drops of...
The poems I write ,
seem to understand me more...
If I were shooting stars traversing skies,
it'll be because I am in search of you...
When love arrived and settled in my life,
I did not feel an earthquake move my ground...
You want to be a flower - red or white,
just like those roses in the pots of clay...
To begin with I may seem shy
But don't be afraid to speak to me...