I forgot other people's eyes
Who once loved passionately.
And I became the unwilling
The sketches in the morning sunrises.
The shadow disappeared in the stairs.
I move quickly, and he is slow.
Our lives are on different notes.
I'm already yours – free from it.
You surround me
And heal me with love.
I only live for you
And in a miracle aspirations.
My pencil brings touches
Full moon, quiet dawns,
And in your eyes finds
Lots of tender love.
