Thursday, February 27, 2014


Bury my face beneath your skin
Lift me up like a night shadow
Above the dimness of moon.
Now the sweat has its dominance
To fly around the walls,
Breath has turned voluntary for life.
To crawl into oneness, now I sigh.
Give me the sparkles in your eyes,
And grab my hands till I die.
Listen to the songs of silent mourns
Trapped inside my bonny ribs.
I am not a warrior from strange land
I am just an old fashioned girl
Trying to live for love.
In a wicked land full of old minds
Two souls meet just to say goodbye!