' I hope to arrive to death,
late,
in love,
and a little drunk...'
Oh, how I am falling for her
Oh, how exotic can she look.
Oh, this is gonna hurt, hurt so bad.
I anticipate as I walk towards her,
Kissing her I intended, fiercely,
Making her mine I dreamt, in theory.
Fell for her tad by tad
Unaware of myself in the affair;
I won't make it cliché, I swear,
Little aren't all fallings cliché, nonetheless a beauty.
Oh, they are, the imprudent acts,
The reckless revelation of care
Until eventually,
Like burning candle wax,
Smooth and gradual, despite its burning
You fall, fall like cascade.
Your heart she invades, roaming
Like she owns it, she bosses,
And you don't care about the losses,
Cause she makes you happy than you ever thought you could be,
Cause her presence makes you love yourself,
Cause she makes you want to live again,
Away from all this angst,
Making you insane and sane; contradicting,
Yet a beauty invasion it is.
Isn't it?
ESTÁS LEYENDO
you can't give up, not after changing me/ fragile mess of mine
Poesía"if I told you about the darkness inside me, would you still look at me like I'm the sun." She didn't give up on me - I fell for her - she is now giving up on herself and I can never let that happen. that's it. xxreke~ :)
