sábado, 28 de abril de 2012

A question for a life

"Space, silence, curving lines... coming from beyond the sky.
No, please! This pain must end, my heart no longer wants to cry.
Oh light, that used to shine...I miss my peace with you inside.
Why, oh why, can't it be like before, with nothing to hide.

The gentle wind, that brought that leaf to me
It's blowing too strong, taking it away from me
A tree of hearts, with drops of love, just as angels like it
It's hard to tell, hard to live it, I can't even see it

The words aren't enough, Through body and soul
It's not a game, there's no score, there's a dream, not a goal
It's made of sensitive, delicate feelings. It's not that simple, but it's true
I can offer my heart and happiness... I'm ready to do that, are you...?"


Heryck Almeida Santos
April 28th, 2012.

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