6 January 2013
Your lips touch mine I get tingles inside. We break apart Hoping it was a new start. You walk away Not making my day
The wind blows As you continue to show That I am loved, From here and above.
Love can be deceiving And be bleeding. But your lips were soft, I felt I left my loft.
Don't be amazed by what you see, Because this...is only a dream.
Scenes In The Night • Opuss № I