Quem lê / Who's reading

"a escrita é a minha primeira morada de silêncio" |Al Berto

quarta-feira, 17 de agosto de 2011

Your deep wide eyes



I look in your deep wide eyes and I see salt from all the tears you've shed...
I look in your deep wide eyes and I see promisses of a future unfullfiled, I wonder why...
I look in your deep wide eyes and I see innocence, lost in the way...
I look in your deep wide eyes and I see kindness...
I look in your deep wide eyes and I see the wisdom only life can teach you...
I look in your deep wide eyes and I see you want to forget...
It feels like I've seen you before, seating in that same chair. Maybe you will be there tomorrow and the day after, traveling back and forward, trying to understand the journey... Or maybe that doesn't really matter any more...
I look in your deep wide eyes and hope seems hard to find... I wonder if it is still there buried underneath a layer of salt...
My hope... my wish... is that you can still find it again!





Sem comentários:

Enviar um comentário

Um espaço para recortes que completem o álbum de instantâneos... Obrigada pela visita!
A space for clip to complete this snapshot album... Thank you for your visit!

Related Posts Plugin for WordPress, Blogger...

Mensagens populares / Popular messages