Sunday, September 23, 2007


In our nights
we keep talking as spirits
and our steps with our hopes
go on and on.

I need your light to embrace the dark.

Every step I take
every wish you make
a piece of us, get closer.

Around and around I walk
on ground, deep down I hope.

Don't make evil in your mind
all those stairs have safe steps.
Dream on, dream on,
move on, move on,
with love my love.
© Diana Mistera 2007

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