Faces in the Rain

And the rain didnt stop falling.
I sat on my sofa, just to see, to think it as some sort of poetic act, but i couldnt, or i simply wont.
Grabbed some wine and decided to toast on your name, couse you know, thats what you do sometimes to feel you are not drinking by yourself
I felt the cold goin thrugh my spine, and then i felt you goin down. I tried to reach you, i tried to grab your face before committing such a foolish act, but i couldnt, or i simply wont.
Later on, you dissapear again, your face, ooh i just cant rememeber it sometimes, and then, your smells mixes with other girls perfume, who knows how or why it happends but i suddenly start seeing you on every womens face.
You are either redheaded,blond,burnette, who cares, the face is always the same. Just you, you alone and me again. 15000 yous and one me. dont know how ill do it but ill love you all until eternity.
Rain gets harder and harder, so you, so me. Let it wash, let it clear all, take away perfumes and disguises, make the rain leave us naked once again. You and i both know what could happend once we are like that. Better get on it before its too late
And so you are here once again, been wishing for these moment everyday. You smile to me and then you say that you been waiting for me all these time. I dont know if thats true or not, but i simply dont care, right know its the only thing i wanted to hear.
You come closer to me, I can hear your breathing next to my ear, you softly whisper how many times you cried for me and I reply with a gentle kiss. And so we go, once more, down to lovers island, maybe this time, by the time we reach it, im not alone....
Let the rain come, leit wash perfumes and disguises, I want to be with you, just you and me one more time, down to lovers island


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4 comentarios:

Anónimo dijo...
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Anónimo dijo...

Creo que lo que se tomo como un chiste se mal interpreto, siempre pense en decirte que era yo solo bromeaba.
Me duele mas ver que lo borraste.
Te amo y me encanta el texto.
V.

Anónimo dijo...

Congratulations my dear son! It´s a beautifull story. I'm sure that V konws that all of is is about her, and that you, more than a gentelman are a real knight. If you don´t agree, don´t be sorry to erase my words- No problem. I´m glad to read this words from today, so I know yo´re ok. Kissesssss. Me

Alex dijo...

laas faltas de ortografia amigu jaja
espero que andes bien