segunda-feira, 18 de outubro de 2010

On The Taste Of Tears

I dreamed of you crying

tears rolling down your face

but there was no disgrace

'cause of joy we were as flying

those tears came out of consciousness

that you were really loved

And when I said “Truly beloved”

of your eyes vanished all darkness

By looking deeply inside those eyes

and those non stopping tears

couldn't avoid to kiss them softly

and salty liquid wet my lips

Then your eyes met mine

there I found myself loved to

and then I cried as well

my fears likewise dismissed

my tears running fast to my mouth

This time you kissed my tears

gently in my face

and I then kissed smoothly

your red and trembling lips

tears with tears, yours and mine

lips with lips, a timeless kiss

and together we then tasted

dissolving all our fears

the sweet appeasing taste

of our salty healing tears.

20 de fevereiro de 2010

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