Wings and fire - I saw in your eyes. Wings to fly to a distant cloud in liberty and fire that evolves a phoenix out of anything you touch. We started well in the meandering streets, weaving tales of love and life, of men and more mundane things and laughed our sides to an ache on silly anecdotes and innocent rhymes.We dipped our ankles in dreamy blue and stuck to each other with a quick fix glue through all the times averse…

Your love for me or perhaps hate ;) - I figured the nebulae of emotions in the wilderness of your eyes.Indifference was a difficult battle with you.I mentioned some day, I liked the passionate forms that evaporated your body in cosmic clouds.That made everything light as a feather, even deceived time and age.I remember the ripples, we first saw in those dreamy blues between us and in spite of repeated warnings, you let them grow. Nothing could take those stones away from you and draw us near again.The camphor in your eyes were all set to fire.

Some name my passion insanity…some bohemian but like them,what fools you to see only one side of longing after all the way we came? Away, I had been wondering out of my time. Darling,that’s what made me match your time. The doubts in your mind about me, camouflaged my piece of mind.

It’s another light I did not know before. These two lights never meet, so they keep getting away…but my dear, don’t be back. Don’t let me be fool you. I’m pretty sure I won’t