when the night is still young.
A silhouette appear
it has your shape
a familiar stranger without a name.
The heart knew you,
I can tell
because of the old ache
that pierced my soul with regrets
empty spaces between the words
“I will be forever yours”.
I see your beautiful face in the mirror
and seal my fate with a kiss.
I was born free
craving those chains
and lost in a distant dream
I left everything begin.
© Diana Mistera 6.4.2014
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