it smiled and talked
and sometimes cried
and how beautiful it was, when a tear talks.
but its was just a dream
dream which always wished to
where are you my beauty queen?
yours eyes promised me before with a charming star's storm
in a loves ride, through a difficult trips
even if it only carried hurt
even if, yes, I accept it
but just come back
come to me and not speak
talk to me in your eyes language
which I adore , and which I knew...
sweetheart,
because of your eyes,
my eyes knew tears
and because of your heart,
my mind started to compose poems
and my hand starts to write what my heart feels
my heart loved you
and loved you from a long ago
and still love you
love you, whom because of her,
I am inspired to write what i do
« return.