Wonder If It Is Love

by Lina   Mar 12, 2008


Once sparkling eyes never know tranquility,
Searching of you in the empty streets
Of The city that never sleeps,
Just as I won't sleep this night.
I'm a slave of my own devotion,
Sinking in tender warmth,
Falling into your arms...
But it's just in my swollen mind.

I keep thinking if it is love,
And I wonder if love has brakes.
No way! Even if it had,
Now and then would still be too late.
I'm a prisoner of my pride
That's dissolved in your skin's sweet scent.
I could draw if I was blind -
It's your face that I can't forget.

A calm ocean and a shore -
That is what we once used to be:
Always close, though never whole,
Now you hardly remember me.
And my life is a damned card game,
Just a patience that's in your hands.
But you simply refuse to play.
Well, you choose, as you have this strength.

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