I found myself here again
To gather dreams.
I saw now that
For some time, I never had them tied down.
And I hold my breath until the time to guess how much, how much you love me.
And I found myself here again…
And I don’t know
What flavor it has...
They had warned me.
Everything happens suddenly.
And when you least expect it,
Your face blushes
It’s very vulnerable. And off-ballanced, it broadens your life.
And I found myself here again.
But you know
What flavor it has.
Dreams are not in drawers because they are locked here and remain in half.
And they are scared of the dark.
This is why they do not come compromised. They arrive directly, without advertising.
Cruel,
Illegitimate,
Like this…
Love at first sight.
We find ourselves here again,
Nothing of error,
If the salt remained,
One could give passaage from here.
We hold our breath until the time to guess how much we love each other
But, what flavor does it have -
Me and you?
Dreams are not in drawers because they are locked here and they remain in half.
And they’re scared of the dark (boo!)
For this, they do not come compromised, they arrive directly, without advertising.
Cruel,
Illegitimate,
Like this…
Love at first sight.
It arrives now and.
Puts in disorder
A disorder inside me.