Thinking of You
Sometimes ...
my soul dances tango with
loneliness and need table,
your love
to cling to it
in my storm.
Thinking of you
spend the day thinking of you.
Teach me to hear your lips
to read the sun
take me ...
where dreams to make your voice.
Thinking of you sleep
hatred
thinking of you.
Where are you?
I have fear, help me walk
because only I may never find
how to be free,
want to wake up ...
thinking of you
coined my soul
thinking of you
spend the day thinking of you.
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