21 October 2004

warm freeze

it comes complicated to me
like a white cat that turns into black at night
i like fresh bread
you never leave my head
it´s hard to think
the only visit i have is indecision
you so sweetly squeeze my heart
i know it hurts when you don´t
my thoughts haven´t any legs
they linger on in my bed
it comes complicated
because i think i know i love you
love has several ages
love has thousands of hearts in captivity
i miss you
you miss me
so apart we ain´t
because in what isn´t we meet
and a whole lot that must mean.

1 comment:

Rostos said...

It´s beautiful...I feel like this...