About Writings In The Dark

Expressing yourself can always be a puzzling task, specially when well kept secrects have the tendency to see day light, your hand is no longer yours, its true master are the most desperated thoughts your mind can hold, so what other choice do I have but to allow my hands to write in dark? This is a different kind of reading, enjoy!

jueves, 11 de marzo de 2010

One Sweet Love

One sweet love
(Beautiful, one of my fav's/old one)

Time will me make come around
Universes fill with mystery
Names unnamed call my name
Infinite words
Infinite hands I wish I could touch
Infinite night, my life is.

My life is waiting for you while I breathe by the window, whispering to the rain as it brings my heart’s desires.
I unfold my eyes and let you in, through to me.
Now you live in me.
Love.
Joy is not a word anymore.
Gates have opened now.
Love.
Have I already tasted my piece of one sweet love?

Waiting no more.
One sweet love.
I’m not sorry to say that my universe is no longer a mystery to me, I’m yours.
One sweet love.

You are here with me. A voice imprinted on my psyche. I hope that there is a you. 

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