Thursday, April 29, 2010
I have
Guardian II
Thank you
Sunshine
Broken
No more
Tuesday, April 20, 2010
My Favorite Place
Your arms are wrapped around me,
I breathe you in, then out…
Your gentle, trembling heartbeat
Is what keeps me sane.
Your lips are ripest cherries,
You reek of love and calm…
The arms that wrap around me
Can never mean me harm.
You are the one I run to
The one for my escape,
And in your arms I tremble…
The world we will forget.
For you are mine, my darling,
As I belong to you…
Secretly I hope,
It will be just us two.
Bucharest
If I close my eyes I see the city clearly,
As through a looking glass, between a book of lies…
What was then, no longer seems to be,
And candles burn each day for its memory.
I spent too many years walking through those streets,
I close my eyes and all seems like a dream…
A twisted fantasy of ignorance and freedom
To satisfy the terrifying boredom.
I now know every side street, and every working light,
I know the touch of darkness that creates the night.
I know the kiss of sunsets, the sweet embrace of snow,
I’ve seen the changing seasons and I have let them go…
I’ve wrapped myself in meadows; I fell asleep with Rain,
I rearranged the beaches and counted every grain.
I gathered all the stars from that bloody place
And through those sleepless nights I covered them in lace.
If I close my eyes, I see the city clearly,
Those empty midnight roads I held so dearly,
Within my palm I kept the diamond memories
Of young, innocent minds, and playful fantasies.
The empty skies at sunsets that still paint the sky red
Romantic stories to remember a broken Juliet…
No matter where I go, my blood still holds that place
I will remember always, the lights of Bucharest.
Sinful
Of course
Sacrifice
Guardian
Thursday, April 8, 2010
In your arms
Wednesday, April 7, 2010
Justify
Friday, April 2, 2010
Either you want or you don't..





