sexta-feira, 21 de março de 2014

Time Travel


I think of you right now
I travel forward in time
I can touch you...
I look into your eyes
how they sparkle!
They burn a hole
right through me.
They see me,
you know me.
You touch me too.
I bite my lip
to hide my smile.
You slowly brush
a strand of my hair
from my blushing face.
There are no games,
no sort of chase.
Only time travelling,
planted hopes and dreams.
I can touch you,
and you touch me.
Your hands are so soft!
I close my eyes
as you kiss me.