Monday, April 5, 2010

Rapture

You're a pigment of my mind
Truly, a one of a kind
From all I met before
Walking now beside the shore

Assume you're only an infatuation
My emotions now in perception
Know it's not yet an infer
This sentiments that linger

Please don't look me in the eye
Or I will make a lie
With you i feel so numb
Anytime I'll drop the bomb

do I have to let this out?
Or better not to shout
Let me have first your ears
Dwindle this little fears

Act in no conspicuous
Your presence makes me zealous
Otherwise I should be obscure
Nothing of you I wanna loose

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