There is no air in the room, its just silence and gravity
lunes, 11 de enero de 2010
jueves, 7 de enero de 2010
miércoles, 6 de enero de 2010
The feal of a touch is fearless
like feathers floathing in the vast air
no reason to collide in anything, anything at all.
Everything is beautiful withing the morning light
and you shine more when you smile than when you`re frown
deep is the path to fallow you, deep as the pool of my feelings for you
I dont remember loving you more or less
all my heart remembers is your hands letting me go
I remember dying in a glimpse
The feel of a touch is fearless
I am fearless, this time, I want it all.