Pictures mess up my mind
as i lay there beside your warm body,
asking myself what do the landscapes gossip,
and the answer is hidden in your eyes.
The angel look you caress me with,
and all the joy i can feel in those lakes,
lakes hiding pain and sorrow,
drowning me in those clean waters,
making dew just a piece of love,
nothing compared to the clearness of their shine...
Could all those stories, never told,
be the answer to questions i always ask,
could all memories, always dear,
be wasted in a single sight of yours,
could the quest, almost impossible,
be finaly completed in pleasure,
tell me could it?
Mirrors of my heart, there, on your face,
the picture, finaly real,
staring into those windows of heaven,
managing to see myself,
and losing control over my harmless mind,
i let my self drown...
Those sources of life that shine on your face,
so bright,they cause blindness in my eyes,
the innocence they feed my soul
can that be the eternal dream i never believed it would come true?
Tales of fantasies and passions never reached,
pages of words, never spoken, but sweet,
desires painted in blue, the sky can envy,
those two, angels with white wings resting on your face,
still keep something i can't explain...

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