Everything you do, you do so well. It’s in the way you act, the way you tell. Everything I ask, you answer so right. You’re everything I need, everything I’ll never be. You give me more than I want, you make me become. A person I want to be, someone I long to be.
Your perfume lingers, it’s an aftertaste on my tongue. It’s bittersweet, just like everything about you. You’re both right and wrong. Nothing last forever, you say and you smile. I’m kissing your cheek, wishing I could stop the time. But the morning has arrived and dragged me along with time. My train will come to pick me up, and bring me back to my own luck. Back again between my own walls and sheets, leaving me with nothing more than a memory.
Your body is electric. Your kiss is magnetic. Your words are so well chosen. Your eyes so green, wide open. You contain more mystery than an unwritten book. You’re close with the devil, but you got an angel’s look.
I stare out of the window, a couple of feet high. We see the whole world, but it doesn’t see us. We hide away in secret, we stay away from reason. And why would we explain, they wouldn’t understand. We’re like fire and rain, pleasure and pain. Undefined, yet satisfied, rising above words and above imagination. Far away from our understanding and explanation. I hear tears of the clouds dripping on the roof, dancing on the window glass, in every direction, just like us. It’s dark and cloudy, cold and stormy. The wind is wild, but we’re safe inside.
Your eyes rarely cross mine, but when they do you electrify. Intense and intriguing, I’m awake, but I’m dreaming. It’s the tone of your voice, it’s the way you choose, everything in line, with your life and mine. You know me too well, better than I wish you did, but you do, I well reminisce… Features of your character, colour patterns in your eyes, the movement of your silhouette, the meaning in your smiles.
The taste of my morning coffee is sweet and bitter. I feel you’re disconnecting again, while you’re eating and sitting. Going our own way, both continuing the day in a different way. But it’s okay, I swear it is. I love you and I know you love me. But your pride takes the lead, so you won’t tell me. Farewell, again, we’ll meet when time is lend.