magic.

I can smell the mist of the rain

As my soul yearns for you my secret love

As I feel the coldness in my skin

I hunger for your caress and your tight hug

As I hear its pour in the dry ground

My heart is very anxious as it pounds

I miss you and it’s obvious

I can’t wait for the day that my eyes will lay to yours

Just by that, I’ll float in bliss

Just by that, I can forget all the pains and crying

That is the magic that you bring

To my life that is tired of repeated scenes

Posted by: Dianne Peña | 02-22-2008 | 04:02 PM
Posted in: Belles-Lettres