marți, martie 05, 2013

Moments


Under the healing amber rain
we stood so long, for days-
the Sun was pouring flakes of gold
inside  your eyes-
eyes drowned in pain.

No sound around us-
there was no time-
the colors of each other’s Eden
were fading away-
sweet child of summer storms
sweet child of amber rains

There is a voice inside of us
That shatters our chains.