to my angel
For two years I've been dreaming
That I'll touch those childish cheeks
That I'll feel each furrow on your lips
Looking at you and secretly hoping
At least eyes are speaking without stuttering
Hear sobbing in the night
I'm tearing of knowing
He's still in your dreams
Like ivy he tightened your soul
Sucking chasteness so precious to my heart
Why is your heart refusing to listen background of his words?
My body is trembling of jealousy
What a coward I am!
Frightened that it'll be trading with devil
One kiss for future of our friendship
I'm not able to do anything
You accepted boy in me
But can't you notice when boy is becoming a man?
My body,my prison
Your body,my temple.
If only wind could blow these words to you....
Andre