… So happy where we were….

So happy, and young, and in love…

No meaning for money and food,

just only the rhythms of hearts

had broken the silence in dusk.

I`ve longed these days and before

this daily grayness  permeated

your mind in dark and your soul,

then  never remembered the weakness

in which was falling the night.

I`ve longed the kisses and touch

made me burning in fire,

your breath and lips in a clinch

calling the highest desire

night never ends, morn never comes.

… So happy where we were…

At the eye of the scarlet sunset

all birds were bleeding by love,

and the wind had whispered our spells

and nothing was more than above…