sábado, 5 de setembro de 2009

I've found a way to make you
I've found a way
A way to make you smile
I read bad poetry
Into your machine
I save your messages
Just to hear your voice
You always listen carefully
To awkward rhymes
You always say your name,
Like I wouldn't know it's you,
At your most beautiful
At my most beautifulI count your eyelashes,
secretly
With every one, whisper I love youI let you sleep
I know you're closed eye watching me,
Listening
I thought
I saw a smile

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