A Salute A Domani
Ciao a Domani
Buena Sera to
my Bonita
I want to know
your subject
as you can tell me
but you won't
I can read your mind
or sing your feelings
as a frozen Mezzoforte
without a piano
You can reach me
every time you want
but I won't
because I
looked over a street
with nobody insight
i saw the spanish stairs
and cried from the past
To this moment on
Cass'02
Buena Sera to
my Bonita
I want to know
your subject
as you can tell me
but you won't
I can read your mind
or sing your feelings
as a frozen Mezzoforte
without a piano
You can reach me
every time you want
but I won't
because I
looked over a street
with nobody insight
i saw the spanish stairs
and cried from the past
To this moment on
Cass'02
Reacties op dit gedicht
| lovertje: | Woensdag, juli 17, 2002 17:33 |
| Mooi gedichtje, cass.. Wat muziek toch allemaal niet kan aanrichten, he? Liefs xxx amber |
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Over dit gedicht
| Auteur: Cassander | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: Firebolt | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 16 juli 2002 | ||
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