I surround myself,
with angels and seraphims
to kneel before you ,
pure and gentle woman.
I talk to you in silence
while you ignore me,
with your eyes,
with your mind,
I look for you
with my thoughts.
Just keep quiet,
look at me,
how I write stories
with my fingers;
stories that your lips
may never make true.
Lets get lost,
in a minute that never ends,
in your beauty,
in my devotion,
my words and your thoughts;
in this cold nite,
just your lips and my eyes.
with angels and seraphims
to kneel before you ,
pure and gentle woman.
I talk to you in silence
while you ignore me,
with your eyes,
with your mind,
I look for you
with my thoughts.
Just keep quiet,
look at me,
how I write stories
with my fingers;
stories that your lips
may never make true.
Lets get lost,
in a minute that never ends,
in your beauty,
in my devotion,
my words and your thoughts;
in this cold nite,
just your lips and my eyes.
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