I am waiting
For that moment...

A dark night,
The clouds were taking over the moon...

It is morning,
Still...

Tonight,
In her memories...

When I came,
I thought of some roses...

I was handcuffed
By the sadness of life...

As each second pass
I am awake...

Not a special occasion
Yet...

Here
The sky is dark...

If I was not a hostage of your look
Perhaps...

Tonight I called my pen
To write some words for you...

I am jealous of
The lipstick in your purse...