quinta-feira, 5 de fevereiro de 2009

Far Fourth Closer Floor

Your body dear, is a temple for me
Makes me calm and sweet
Wild and heated.

The city below my eyes
Far away and so close at the same time
I hope to find you somewhere outside.

The vision of the streets
I am on the fourth floor
Looking through the window
You are in my heart

Fantasy, reality, you are both
I need you because my soul
Since you come back I won't let you go
I'd like you were closer.

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