7 listopada 2011
Beliefs
And sometimes I dream the impossible,
when your kiss awakens my dormant heart,
and all my problems become so simple
that I kind of knew it from the start.
From that moment of your touch,
those soft movements of your hand
that stopped time on my watch,
and turned every hourglass to sand.
To the present where I wait
to take your breathe in
before my soul emaciates
from the lack of you within.
I dream the incredible,
because just talking to you
when thinking of something improbable
is found in everything you do.
And it blows my mind to believe
I yearn so much for your being,
Im actually afraid Im being naiive,
but trying not to contradict my feelings.
And to think it may be destiny,
or something close to it,
that has joined you and me,
just doesnt sound legit.
To believe it, seems absurd,
but when every step towards you
gives a frightful rise to words
Id say to only a few.
I have to stop and think
and tell myself to witness,
or risk losing you in a blink,
you might be my soul's stairway to bliss.
And that! I can believe in
because you've shown so much to me
with such incredible meaning
and so little energy.
That I now believe this dream is real
and every fantasy I now have
is that you feel what I feel,
and I see it on your behalf.
So Id like to tell you more,
and I see you have more to say,
but before we do talk amour,
Id like to hold your hand if I may.
Because dreams take time to materialize
and your existence here is evidence,
that my beliefs were never lies,
so I cant do without your presence.
And if that moment were to come
where you faded away to some other place,
then my life would simply be undone
because a dream of you could never be replaced.
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