terça-feira, 30 de maio de 2017

Poema 192

Don't wanna write about you in the past
I can't put you in some messy shelf
It seems like we'll never last
Despite our deeply love for ourselves
This year I've only seen winter
In your place or mine
I wait for spring and it's sweetness
Imagining you'd sing me a lullaby
I'm not able to let it go
To regret or forget what we've done for each other
And at night when I come home
I cry alone wishing we'd fight harder

segunda-feira, 29 de maio de 2017

Poema 191

You brought me from the deepest ocean
Then pushed my head against the water
I'm not sure of all these emotions
And how they broke me in the darkest hour
You showed me the winter wind
And the flowers who refuse to grow
I shouldn't even admit
But I'm as reluctant as they do
You've got letters love and lust
While I was drowning without help
I cannot say you're the one who I trust
But I do miss your cinnamon smell
I have no plans no life no smile
I hold tears within my tasks
Even though I've cried for a while
I hope you ask me to come back