I want to be loyal to you
But not to the color of your skin
Or where your ancestors have been
I only want to know if your heart is true

And if it is kind to another
I will know you to be my friend
And my heart will finally let you in
Because you will no longer be a stranger

Midnight strikes

You’re on my mind

Silently wishing for you to be mine, again

Those wishful thinking, kills me slowly

In this slow silent solitude

But you, in the biggest magnitude
of happiness

While, I, a mess

How could you leave me alone

In this winter cold

Shivering and sheathing

From the bloodcurling lies spewed