Just yours

Today, I cried again
When I thought of you,
I cry even now, when evening comes.
The sadness creates his fine trails
among my memories,
But these memories
seem foreign to me.

The love flew as a flake,
The happiness, was maybe
just a simple dream
Which now is in a locked drawer.

However, my soul is lit,
The longing for you grinds me,
It's sometimes incomprehensible,
The love for you,
Again defeat me.

I look at your picture
And as usual,
Hot tears fall down over it,
The arrow of love,
It is still in my heart,
I can not escape of it,
Even though sometimes I want it.

Since you've gone away,
My Universe was troubled,
I walk alone, on the road of life,
From one end to the other.

My soul is starved
like a mad dog,
Is waiting the day of tomorrow,
Maybe will receive love,

Instead of bread and water.

My eyes full of sadness,
looking for you incessantly,
My steps want to go
Only on your footprints,
The road is not finished,
It seems that is too long
or  too wide...
I wander into a town too crowded
Thinking that you forgot me.

I'd like you come back in my life,
To hold you in my arms, with all the love,
I'd wish to not hurt me your absence,
Even if are old my wounds.

I don't want anything,
I want just to look at you,
Then, to take you with me,
In my silent world.

I would kiss you
A thousand times
on your snowed hair,
I would like to steal from you
only a moment of love,
Even if you'll not be agree.

An crazy miss
It makes me think of your voice,
I can still hear and now
Your whispers in my ears...

I miss your warm hand
who tremble, when you touch
my body...
I miss of your eyes, who comforted me
When night descended upon us.

I miss of a your gentle kiss
On my right eyelid, tired,
under which it slip a tear of joy
On my blushed cheek,
With skin fine as velvet.

I miss you my love,
I'll never give up to you,
The spell of love, that bound us
a long time ago,
Can not loose!
You'll be just mine,
I'll be just yours.

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From The Volume - Echoes of soul