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.
Last night at dinner we had some fish,
and though I tried, I did not finish.
My m
I am broken,
Shattered into irreparable pieces.
Who is going to save me?
You're the beauty in the sunrise,
The soft warmth shining in the trees.
Joyful li
I feel so heavy, really tired of what
I'm carrying right now.
I wanted to howl an
Some people view forgiveness,
As a virtue for the weak.
An act of Mercy undeserve
I love your eyes and your soft sighs.
I love your inner beauty, too.
I love the w
A friend is not just someone who hangs out with you.
A friend is someone who cares about
Just Who You Are Its Important
You've got quite an easy style
with a tender heart to match,
and how you'd wear a
Who are you?
Where is the guy that I once knew?
Where did my friend go
an
Feels like a lifetime ago
that I loved like that.
Wanting more
and more a
