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.
You're the one for me
'cause you were made just for me.
Now I'm standing in front
Young, carefree, innocent,
You sing, laugh, and dance,
Taking in all Gods' glory<
I am someone who gives all she has every time.
I am someone who talks twice as much as sh
Is It To Late Or Is There Still Time?
If he is ready to date
I have no chance
I would already be too late
For t
When your mind is set
On a splendid thing you want to do,
Some will shrug,
<If you awake to one more dreary day,
an empty heart with empty hours to kill,
rem
I love your eyes and your soft sighs.
I love your inner beauty, too.
I love the w
Nothing Like A Fifth Grade Crush
There's nothing like a fifth-grade crush.
When you see that girl it's such a rush.
<Your kindness has been blessed to me
From the stars above.
Your words all fill my
Shadows on the wall
Noises down the hall
Life doesn't frighten me at all
