Saturday, May 26, 2018

White Noise

I may be Elio
Scared and haunted
New and discreet
I remember it all
I only see gray and white
A snow fallen day
In the middle of summer
Visions only seen
By the light of a dream
Of being lucky enough
To have met
To have danced
Too have kissed
Blinded by the emotions
Aching to be free
Planted deep within you
Oh, the mystery of love
All the world is me
When I am with you
I am the heavens
All bitter and sweet

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