Saturday, May 14, 2011

How Does A Pigeon Sleeps



When you met me I was alone
and discouraged to find love
loneliness just wanted to live in peace.

my life I felt I needed nothing and no one
to be fine, I had to know
and realize that just lied to me
myself saying that to my mind, warmth returned to my
like a fire that flooded everything looked away.

Along with that fire something over something that grew
knew this was love, I never gave it that name, I felt something strange
talked every day, one day I went indifferent, the heart is squeezed
anguish felt in the, desire to talk with you whatever.

You came to chat and watch me, I realized at that moment
your presence in my life was needed was not like other times
this was real, genuine, so no more stopped the
things declare my love was reciprocated in the best way
time hidden in the light until today, I regret nothing
of what I lived, only to have realized until now how big it was.


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