lunes, 7 de junio de 2010

You are the sea.

Empty, in a glass bottle in the sea
travel my self.
I don´t know where to leave
only I know my messege wont read,
wont by you.

Darkness, sorrounded me
and lonly scream nothing,
only I stay here
watching the sea
if my self found one thing,
one thing I can´t never have.

Storms scream me
Waves drown me
and night hit me
but it´s nothing
becouse you are the sea.

Beauty can be painful
and erotic self destruccion.
Only a kiss, only a temptation,
only a word, only a sin
and the answer is in you,
in your hair, in your flesh,
in your ignorance, in your silence,
all of you.

My glass is cracked
and the water enter my bottle
enter my self.
All of you enter in my self
and I can´t bear the weight of the sea.

Storms scream me
Waves drown me
and night hit me
but it´s nothing
becouse you are the sea.