Sometimes
silent silence kept in a trunk of memories and not key which may exist in the light that emanates Grey flashes arise timeworn Towards the world of memory.
Sometimes
sunset is viewed from the figure of a ghost lurking around you, And I wrapped capricious melancholy of a dream without passing saddened Tracks and scars The wound bleeds feel asleep on your chest invisible untouchable.
Sometimes
fertile gaze off into the twilight sleep unborn It is the hope and the essence of being killed, Wander between the wind shadows of dawn and dew tears transforms worn, washed leaves wet anxiety prevail.
Sometimes
The vacuum takes hold of course, A continuous step ambiguous maze covered in darkness without lights or exit signs to look desperate, crazy I feel so lonely, Charges the weight of a search and you get tired.
Sometimes
Time is your enemy and feel that it is too late you settle on the deck of luck, and look overwhelming the target with momentum sitting, kneeling before the life sentence you decide not to fight, Rendered fall at the feet of life and so you run out of breath.
Sometimes
excited to wake up fervor of thirst for love which flows in your veins And you live again as a child longing for your love heart beat You return to the park witnessed a virgin and passionate kiss, your eyes shine with the intensity of a desire awakened crazy.
And sometimes
free and excited voice shouting the poetic verses of love Do not let time slip by, do not abandon the search Look in you the strength and courage, the path is broad grass walks where you pat your feet, And shine majestically in the sunlight, Sometimes you have to hear the voice of the heart . d / a.
Amig @ s even I can not sit for a long time so sorry if it takes to return the visit, and started to walk but the dr tells me to go little by little, I wish you all the best in life and I just feel better and be more in my computer go to visit them, thank you very much for your visits and comments to soon.
.. Sandra ...
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