sâmbătă, 19 februarie 2011

Please, come back!

Can’t stand the lack

of love and peace

without your kiss.

Your face, your grin,

my so-loved dream,

through nearsight,

this very night

I want to see

then feel I’m free.

You and me,

under a tree

so white of snow

that grow and grow

’cause of my tears,

my frozen fears.

I need your hug.

Without my drug,

my love, my peace,

your sweety kiss

just can’t be well

inside cold hell.