Stop the time, with the whispering sea breeze.
The sun burned the pain of my soul.
No longer want to cry.
The feeling it’s not real. It is a plastic of the heart.
The life that you see in my eyes will be silence for an eternity.
If you feel a throb in my soul and not know it how to touch it!
If the sand of the sea would bring the joy the one that will teach the truth of the souls!
Which buried in a carnal world?
They just watch the desire.
Leave behind the pleasure that true love could accumulate.
Stop the movement, is the blood across your body and my calluses of coral will reduce your time...
So laugh will shine the beauty in the whispering lost in the air of each of them.
Only at that time we could meet one more night in this eternal life.
By Maileen Torres Rodríguez ( M.Moscat)
April 08 2010.
Copyrights@ MaileenTorresRodriguez (M.Moscat) 2010
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