Apr 6, 2007

overcloud dream

Who needs a heart when the world belongs to us
Now that you turn my brain in a happiness factory
The sun shines again over my hood and life
I ride ever more freely where the butterflies go
All lips are sweet but not as unhealthy as candy
Everywhere the wind swings hair
Everywhere sun kisses my sight
Everywhere planes overtake clouds
Your face as cold as a pure crystal sculpure
Frozen in white and blue eternity of death
These colors strangely attract me on the ice
Was I ever looking for your sharp glance
But that day is memorial
Deep written in my souvenirs
No regret nor forgetness

Jan 2nd, 2006, 02:46 PM

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