I cannot find THAT
which I've been searching within the hays of time...

I want to think
though I think I think...

“Is there a Heaven after Death?
A place so beautifully blessed...

A gaze into his eyes, a smile,
a tender kiss in my forehead...

Love does not blind,
Love let's you see the virtues and the flaws...

No one ever felt this close...
I'll always be a shore...

I’m tired of empathizing
It only gets you hurt...

It was me the night - dark
It was me the night - black...

The moon got over my head
like the watch on my wrist...

On Christmas times, the stores become like church:
Too crowded, full of prayers, and of songs...

i am tired
of my choices...

When I think of you
I see stars, a river, and a boat...