Mysticism

Friday, May 20, 2011

Friend ship

((Progress, Ironic call, Your love and my distance))


The look in your eyes,

resonates in my mind when I leave you

Your eyes are so telling

A space I want to fill

A body I wish I could inhabit

but wait

Not now

Feel this

((He´s my best friend, and I know it for sure)


((My love for you will grow with this separation, this I can be sure))

I know what I do not want now, and I know you need to connect to yourself

Progress darling, can you feel it?

The strength that you possess, the strength that I possess?

My love for you will grow, like the rain grows the flowers

You babè are my flower, time does not do us bad, we have two hearts each,

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