"Whatever makes us come closer."
You swore on Peter's grave.
I didn't think lust was at my door, I found disappointment.
I've been searching
through seas,
beyond and silver.
Just why and where?
Whilst my eyes provide miracles,
my heart lacks of wonder.
I'm not close, far.
You're laughing, holding Mozart's jaw.
A dim lamp reflects the shadow of Peter's eyes.
5:15.
You swore again.
You swore on Peter's grave.
I didn't think lust was at my door, I found disappointment.
I've been searching
through seas,
beyond and silver.
Just why and where?
Whilst my eyes provide miracles,
my heart lacks of wonder.
I'm not close, far.
You're laughing, holding Mozart's jaw.
A dim lamp reflects the shadow of Peter's eyes.
5:15.
You swore again.
1 comentarios:
¡Qué buena la primera frase!
Lo del segundo párrafo lo sentí como que te gustaba alguien que solo estaba ahí por lujuria y no por un sentimiento más importante.
Está interesante, suena como lleno de dudas, de confusión...
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