quinta-feira, 17 de junho de 2010

Summer Dream

I opened my draw, in a shining morning
And your face I saw, like a bright sun...
When you looked me, with your lips smiling
Oh, so cruel doubt: kiss you or run?

I didn't know your words, I didn't know your voice
But I wanted your body near of my hands
So, a great light and a lover's noise
And we went, together, to distant lands...

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