When I die I want your hands on my eyes:
I want the light and the wheat of your beloved hands
to pass their freshness over me one more time
to feel the smoothness that changed my destiny.
I want you to live while I wait for you, asleep,
I want for your ears to go on hearing the wind,
for you to smell the sea that we loved together
and for you to go on walking the sand where we walked.
I want for what I love to go on living
and as for you I loved you and sang you above everything,
for that, go on flowering, flowery one,
so that you reach all that my love orders for you,
so that my shadow passes through your hair,
so that they know by this the reason for my song.
Pen and paper are my tools
To tell you "good job" or to call you a fool.
My prais
To Taste The Sweet Perfection Of Your Embrace
I have been lucky enough to feel your touch
You are my love and to me you mean so much
Time is like the wind,
Slow and smooth.
Time can change swiftly,
Fast and
This passionate morning
I wake up with
Your feminine body
With your seduc
They come in waves,
my feelings for you.
And not pretty whitecaps
dancing
Praise the spells and bless the charms,
I found April in my arms.
April golden, A
I was given a smile the other day
From someone who passed me on their way.
I wasn
I lay in my bed and think about you.
I love you so much' I don't know what to do.
For you, I open my gate
And wish that you were here,
But you live in another stat
I'm no longer whole
And sadly neither is he
We've been locked out by pain
