“Porque há o direito ao grito. Então eu grito”

domingo, 10 de setembro de 2017

Actual

I wish for a love that is sweet
and that won't carry me through the way
but one that comes along

I wish for a love that will ask the right question
instead of torturing me for an answer
priceless and quiet
like the sky when full of stars

One that is not rushing nor leaving
but sits next to me and softly takes my hand

a love I can actually feel.
  

'Tonight the light of love is in your eyes
Will you love me tomorrow

Is this a lasting treasure
Or just a moment's pleasure?
Can I believe the magic of your sighs
Will you still love me tomorrow?"
 

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