Dancing under starlight

Dancing under starlight, although I haven’t a clue of dancing. I look at you in your eyes and I lose myself in them. I get on your feed on tip toes and I get carried away by your dancer steps. Maybe with each swing we climb a step, perhaps halfway through the song we’ll have…

A love song

[Image from http://www.billboard.com%5D I want to write a love song that talks about you and me but words aren’t enough anymore to mourn for a love that is dying. Maybe they can’t find their place among so many dead bodies or perhaps when everything ends there’s nothing left. Maybe, perhaps… That’s enough so many useless…

Hourglass

You’re So far from me that the distance between us feels as a deadly dagger that cuts off me my jugular and flays my soul slowly and painfully. But time is my ally to alleviate this pain. Although, sometimes, the damn clock is unable to show the hours and its obsolete, but intricate precision mechanism…

Cupid is dead

How many times have I heard that story? How many times have you asked me to forgive? There have been so many times that I don’t believe you and wonder how the hell could I ever do it. But the answer is clear enough and I won’t stumble over the same stone twice: once again…

Recipe

The best love stories were written nice and slowly. It’s like making a cake. First we prepare the main ingredients and pour them in a bowl. Then we incorporate the rest of them at your discretion, without skimp on quantities. Next we mix everything very well and knead at four hands until we get a…

Love is a long way

Sometimes I think that I’m like a doll in your arms and that you look at me only as a baby. Although I know you feel something too, but you’re afraid. But I’m convinced that fearful love isn’t enough reason to say goodbye because if you really loved me, you would try it and I’m sure…

Devils in my dreams

When the day ends and night starts to fall, the sun wakes up on the other side of the world and here the stars shine. Darkness around me is broken by the faint and alternating green and red light of the only traffic light on my street that goes through the window of my bedroom,…