Monday, February 27, 2012

I will...


I am going to play a little more

I'll be the exception
I will travel without a goal,
I will find those that are not worth to be found,
I will love those excessive nights,
I will be abrasive, sweet, tough, tender

I will endure your immature bearing and
sedative you with my exhausted voice.
 I will be brief, but demolishing gust of wind in your life and…
I will be that small stone lying quietly in your heart.

I will be cheerful in the morning.
I will be smiling when I make coffee.
I will remind you of myself through the sight and smell.
 I will witchcraft in a youthful and innocent way.

I will whisper you of love, kisses and life, but do not love, do not kiss, do not live…

 

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