domingo, 16 de abril de 2006

how to breath


"A whole life just learning how to breath
if i could finally kneel down
i would let the pace of time freeze
A whole life carring the candle through the breeze
A whole life promising you again that i would sit on that cushion
if i could simply sink down anything could happen
as i´d slow my pulse to none
So you offered me a meal of mutness
on the floor while eyes became lips"

1 comentário:

andreia disse...

texto e imagem fantásticos.