Friday, August 10, 2012

Who owns My Wishlist


Who owns my wishes



There are things in life

that mark

presented

and then stay

There are special moments

that time does not dissolve

live always fresh

as the first time

It happens on both sides

at the pleasures of old

and why not in pain

Today my heart happy

the left side, without seeing

and refresh my moments

I can never forget

The imprint of your body

has been on my skin

The torso of my hand

feels like yesterday

The kiss of your mouth

with the taste of honey

entered my mind

and took the force

my memory space

do not want to empty

Now I am a slave

your skin, your mouth

the object of your story

to live like true

Now my dreams

are no longer mine

Now my lips slaves

this vacuum, you, doubt

fear, seek you want

Now is the desire

Yesterday you were a woman

Now time will tell

if you must, live, stay

not only in body and soul

Live in my own self!

If you can be the guide?

I can gain

or if yesterday was an instant

that even with pleasure

not allow insinuate

whom do I belong

Samuel Levy Akinin

Who owns my wishes



There are things in life

that mark

presented

and then stay

There are special moments

that time does not dissolve

live always fresh

as the first time

It happens on both sides

at the pleasures of old

and why not in pain

Today my heart happy

the left side, without seeing

and refresh my moments

I can never forget

The imprint of your body

has been on my skin

The torso of my hand

feels like yesterday

The kiss of your mouth

with the taste of honey

entered my mind

and took the force

my memory space

do not want to empty

Now I am a slave

your skin, your mouth

the object of your story

to live like true

Now my dreams

are no longer mine

Now my lips slaves

this vacuum, you, doubt

fear, seek you want

Now is the desire

Yesterday you were a woman

Now time will tell

if you must, live, stay

not only in body and soul

Live in my own self!

If you can be the guide?

I can gain

or if yesterday was an instant

that even with pleasure

not allow insinuate

whom do I belong

Samuel Levy Akinin

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