quarta-feira, 17 de março de 2010

A Post Card



Behind these words you'll find my sunset on the beach
Just a small taste of what is beyond my heart..

Behind these words you'll find my skin, toasted under
those memories of the love we had, of our scent,
engraved in my mind..

Behind these words is the post card of lonely poet,
sleepless and betrayed by your promises.

Behind these words, the last glimmer of passion
I still carry inside.. Deep inside..

Behind these words, I am naked, raw, I am pure ink.
Behind these words you'll find so much more than dreams.

Behind these words you'll find what you lost long ago.