The night falls and everything has darkened,
Everything has been ...
Sitting I smoke a cigar,
and without wanting,
I bring to reality the moment you kissed me.
A fleeting kiss,
An ephemeral, utopian kiss;
as sedative to pain,
as a humble gift to who needs comfort.
I wanted more,
But at that moment I did not understand her,
That with gifts we must only thank and make up.
A perfect kiss, sublime;
As a dew in the morning to a thirsty flower,
As a moment of peace to a tormented soul.
Just tell me,
So, who would not return for more?
Now I find myself loose.
It's morning
And I'm still sitting here,
smoking a cigar over and over again.
wander the eyes, vague the thought,
Going, alone.
Remembering you,
How we first met,
When there was rain,
And we were together.
Strangers were we,
And I was in awe,
But my eyes,
You must have some talk.
not enough words,
In my eyes
Seeing off,
Seaside depths,
Thinking every moment,
I wish these moments,
Me and you,
Ever become we...
This heart is also crazy too. If someone started feeling his own dreams, it seems to be a dream. Every dream does not come true, but on the same dreams, the heart forces to dream.
One such thing, which would have come to someone's heart, which would have been considered to be very cute.
Heart must have said once,
If only! I and you ever become we..
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