sábado, 4 de febrero de 2012

I still feel like home is in your arms.


Days like these make me dizzy although I'm sick.
Maybe that's the reason.
Don't ask me why but today I need you more than ever.
Maybe I need someone to take care of me...

And if I'm honest, you'd be the perfect person.
I know you could calm me down.
Desires.
My heart is bursting with them.
How can it be possible?
I'm burning inside, there are ashes in my lungs because I need air, that's too hard to me.
All you can see is emptiness in my face, my eyes have been sweating for months, I've got flames.
I know I said "Everything is said and done".
But there's a secret and you don't know it.
I'm lost, I don't even know where my steps are.
Something that I remember is your body as my favourite furniture.
Your lips were my perfect bed to rest.
Your arms were the warmest blanket I've ever been.
Your eyes... I can't compare them with anything...
They are my favourite screen, they shine more than a thousands TVs.
Your tongue, what an amazing shower, I loved to jump in there.
And what about your kisses... Who needs to eat?

That's why I always was without appetite.
What a mansion, what a paradise.
I just want to come back home.

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