Janeiro 25, 2013
My heart is full of shadows of my past,
The moolight cries in me with silver tears
And time, what a machine, is running fast
To live this life with useless doubts and fears.
For once a glimpse of infinite desire,
Like gleaming eyes in dark of wolfs and cats
Believe me, I will light my soul with fire
And I will see my fears, running like rats.
Such crime to search such beauty every moment
And love someone who loves herself completely
For lovers "Why?" it is a question, torment
"Because..." there is the anwser I can see.
But hope, romantic people in the night
Write poems, cry for help under the moonlight