Saturday, April 11, 2009

Who you are

Dreaming by the fog with you
Sometimes it is easy
Somitimes it is hard
Not to know your name
Not to know where you are.

Lisitening your voice by the fog,
It is something unexpected,
It is only your voice,
Not your name
Neither your location.

Thinking ok you by the fog,
It is not difficult to do.
It could be easy to forget,
When the shadows of the past
Appear every night.
When my memory don´t forget,
And your soul is still there.

Between the fog ,
Between the night,
Between us
In This life.
Our memory still lies
In Between.

1 Comments:

At 3:42 PM, Blogger plenu said...

Hola...tanto tiempo...intento despertar

 

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