On the slides of wave
created by the time
where the sun is about to set
in between the darkness and the light,
And where fate supposed to knock on my door
with soft beats which follow the rhythm of the heart,
I’ve written a letter for the eyes
that belongs to a beautiful soul
that have seen enough magic tricks
by the shores and the sand
and now wandering for that miracle
which have set her heart and mind apart,
With her laxity and integrity
I wish she will read these words with
all her viscosity that she feels inside of her emotional embark.
I’ll be there for a mellifluous
and a pandemonium truth
she always carries with her
I’ll be there first for answers she might prepare not so long before but before the dawn and
Please be there, before it gets dark!