dimanche 3 janvier 2016

New Year Poem

Wake up
And smell the power of love
The power of art 
The power of the present
When you are in my annoyed arms
When your lips are kissing my shoulder
And when we don't know if it's real

Why are you so afraid ?
What could happen ?
You just don't know
You just don't know

Take
a
Breath 
and
Run

Take
Breath
and
Fall
into
your
darkness

Why are you so afraid ?

Into your void
There is a little boy
Who just shows you his heart
And on his lips you can see
This three little words
"Don't forget me"




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