Wednesday, January 16, 2013


As he crawls through my veins
Doesn't he feel I'm alive?
The sweet warmth running through me
As if he never left my side
I am not dead, just a little wilted
Doesn't he realize?
My heart is beating, my breaths are endless
Just take a look into my eyes
The magic is there, it has never faded
Can't you hear my cries?
Or maybe they're just as silent
As my love for him
It never dies...