Still a child

You’re still a child
So cute and wild,
Wait for a while –
Your pretty smile
Makes all the miles
Just disappear
I am right here
You shouldn’t fear!
I shed a tear
For you, my dear…

You are so pure,
So much aware…
But, please, beware!
Evil allures!

If your beauty…

If your beauty was a river
You’d be the Nile…
You make my body shiver
When you smile.

If your spirit was an ocean
You’d be the Pacific…
You raise powerful emotions –
Good, to be specific.

If your face was a flower
It would be a rose…
Your hands have so much power
When they’re close.

David Copperfield

With the help of Yoanna, who gave the base sentence:

“A shy smile graced her cherry lips.”

A shy smile graced her cherry lips.
“There’s someone”, she thought, “I could miss”
He made her laugh, filled her with joy…
He wasn’t superman, but mere boy.
Even so, she couldn’t hide the truth,
“I am Agnes”, she said, “David are you!”

Your soul is white and pure

Your soul is white and pure…
All broken hearts it cures.
Your heart is mild and warm…
Your eyes – as light as dawn!
Your palms – so soft as leaves!
Your smile…
I can’t believe
How sweet, how cute, how nice!
It always comes as a surprise
How you can be so innocent
And yet – so wise!

Why are you so sad?

My sweetheart, why are you so sad,
Why are you crying?
I’d do anything to make you glad,
And won’t stop trying!

I will drain your tears, my dear,
I will take your fears, right here –
Inside my soul, I’ll take it all
And leave you smiling
You will forgive, I sincerely believe
My innocent beguiling…

I’ve been waiting…

I’ve been waiting
in the dark.
You’ve been playing
with my heart.

I forgive you.

I’ve been craving
for your touch.
You’ve been saving
me so much.

I believe you.

You’re returning
in a while.
Lips are burning
with a smile.

Do you feel the same?

You’ll be walking
on my street.
We’ll be talking
nice and sweet.

Is it not a game…

Lonely hours

For Veronika, just a wordplay

In my lonely, lonely hours
How I dream for you again
and my desperate wish devours
all the moments we were friends.

There are no enormous powers
that keep us far apart.
Yet time is no longer ours,
though yours is my loving heart.

How could I bring you flowers
just to see your smiling face…
How could I? They would die hours
before you see them – they will fade.

In my dreamy splendid towers
We are magically bound.
But in real life I was a coward,
For I let you go when you were found.