Things with half knowledge of, waiting to hear...
Words of affection, to create a path of return...

Two choices of love or lust,
wondering with which my heart will trust...

A wish that seems to never become truth,
taunting for you to wait your entire youth...

These last days, I will forever remember,
with who I gave my love since last years...

In an odyssey of virtue,
hearts dreams of true...

Single words with minds of own,
speak quietly throughout ones heart...