Friday, November 23, 2007

On Hold.......{ONE}...maybe, one day:





I know of your love

I know its water pours on me

To feel its touch day after day

I have overcome tortures, to come to myself again

I've your longing anchored to mine

I've your yearning anchored to myself

Come, come nothing will restrain us

What can hold us back?

I make of you my essential.



You raise me high above the rest.

I make of you my essential.

You whom I love more than anyone

If you want find yourself.

If you want find yourself.

You know of my love

You know the words under my silence



Words that confess all, reveal.I have offered you beliefs

To explain their absence.

I've the future engraved in your hand

I've the future laid out as you write



Come, come, nothing will take us past

A sign that revives.

I make of you my essential.

You raise me high above the rest.

I make of you my essential.

You whom I'd love more than anyone

If you want find yourself.

If you want find yourself.

If you want find yourself...If you want find yourself...I'll make you my essential.



My essential.

If you want find yourself.



To whom you belong.

3 comments:

Klatuu o embuçado said...

There is a lot of nostalgia in sex, that´s why Aristotle said after sex all animals become sad.

Cheers!

Klatuu o embuçado said...

You are welcome, B.

Thank You.
Cheers!
P. S. You can find a (shitty) translation tool on the right side of my blog.

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