26 September 2012
Hot sands blow, grate wind flow Across the erupted tops
I see I see a smiling face A smile warm like me
Red rush, not mistaken once Noises below, but only you show
Mind like smashed glass Faces hidden in hats
Innocence and thin hearts Deep breath spine tingling Fingertips running
Stupid crazy love Giggles and silly games
But still you smile My eyes grow Forward
Fire and rush Beckoned me to stay
Swirling in thoughts he smiles I know Something no one can delete
Smile once more for me please smile once more
For my heart and I maybe yours and would warm once more.
elimS • Opuss № I