LULLABY : a tribute to my lost inspiration

Good night, have a nice sleep, my dear
Black is outside
Fly your soul, carefree
hurry to see this weary soul of mine
dance with me
among the stars
among the planets
our heartbeat is the music
and so does our breath
Kiss my lips under the dark sky
melt it gently with yours....
don't feel fatigued
hold me tight while we travel the dawn
this is the only chance
to be close and.... blissful
this is the only chance
to whisper 'I love you so much' to the winds
because when the sun creeps out slowly, calling the dust...
means, it's time for our souls
to get back to where they belong
means we have to open our eyes,
and face the fact that we don't mean to be together....


14.23 pm
november 14,2002
feeling extremely bored inside the class
want to smoke badly
and.. missing him so much
and to you my dear inspiration,
if only you could hear me shouting out loud:
"I'm ready for the differences
and I don't care what those people might say.."
Please, come back! I need you here.....