A TRACE OF TOUCH ON MY ARMS

by richelle castro   Jun 2, 2008


I found peace in the stillness of my dreams
Where I walk on the smoothness of blue clouds
And the scent of loving air in the wind
Where I found no place more than the touch of my lover
And the kiss of homemade beams of light from the open windows of the room
I shattered the white aisle of waves down upon my feet
And touch the tiny sprinkles of traces on my arms
Thousands of years ago when destiny evolves
And suddenly she came destroying both of my dreams and of my past
Now I face the sun of no tomorrow
Without the other part of my missing half
Down on the world of the dead
That couldn't hear the love I plead
He promised me to bring me e to the altar
But I drown and I drown I fall
Over the dreams that is now lying very cold
I knelled before the engrave meters of land
Crying, Crying and mourning over the shattered dreams of my man
Where he will never return
To kiss me, to hug me
And sprinkle a trace of touch on my arms

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