my Love was back
now it's gone again

in any path of orbit
Gravity always wins

Will you ever know... that I always think of you

How much I want to be near you....
How does it sounds...
You, saying you love me....

How does your touch feels...
Will it gives me chills...
....or will it make me burn...

If I look into your eyes...
will it reflect my soul...
... will I see the kind of love that I long for...

What does it feels like?
To be beside you when I wake up...
tangled in your embrace,
while you breathe on my skin...

The kisses...
The taste....
Your presence...
All of it
.... just a wish .....

But still,...
it keeps the warmth inside
and reminds me of something so good...
A fantasy to keep...

A smile for the frowners
A flower for the thorns
Only around the kind do you use your horns

"How I love it when people fret, how I love the god of storm set"
"How I love that melancholy tune you play , it sings dark and wet, I am as dark as they come, you will never find a soul as black as mine, I bet"
"Come now what a terrible tune is that, so gay it makes me sweat?"
'It's an aria from a requiem originally a quartet'
'And that melancholy tune, is a minuet'

"Let me out" the figure in the painting calls
"Let me out of these one dimensional walls"

The figure of oil  let's out a sirenic drawl, that hypnotizes the starer
and makes him fall

nothing can hurt you but infinity is all