Thursday, August 11, 2011

NOT TO TALK

Not to talk
not to say a thing
Not to talk
even not to sing
To be certain
not to say a stupid thing
not to hurt
not to be the King of crap
Not to talk
Not to write, to create
Not to talk
Not to hate
To be certain
not to look the wrong way
Not to hurt
not to be wrong again
Can't take it
there's to much going on
can't shake it
the feeling is to strong
Have to break it
if I want to go on
Did I kill something
or is it just gone
Did I fail too much
lose your touch
Maybe I should have learned
Not to talk
not to say a thing
to be certain
not to hurt
not to be the King of crap
Not to talk
even not to think
Not to matter
if I am the King
of...your heart

Friday, August 5, 2011

Love is .....

Gently you put your hand on mine.
I can feel you were scared in the summer rain.
The rain is gone now, so is summer.
Did it take the pain away?
Softly I put my lips on yours.
I can still taste the salt of a tear.
The tear is dry now, so is the salt.
Shall we make it sweeter?
Carefully we stand nose to nose.
This is ours, this is you and me.
You are here, I don't want to go.
Shall we kiss a bit longer?
Firmly our fingers are strangled.
Our rings spell "Nimic Intre"
Nothing in between, now and for ever.
Can our hearts beat even stronger?