Friday, March 10, 2006
Rencuentro
You didn’t change, you are still the one.
Who takes my hand and makes me fly.
With the same ecstasy in the eyes .
And the same charm in the smile.

Everybody nattered about us;
While we swung to the tune of my heart.
A tourbillion of emotions I felt ;
As you whispered in my ear.

I begged you to stop talking ,
And give me time to deem this dream .
We talked and laughed,
And danced to the rhythm of the valse .
Just like the first time .
With the only difference,
That after the dance,
You were no longer mine.
posted by S.B at 9:07 AM | Permalink