The promise

I don’t care if you’re not fit enough, I care only for your eyes.
That spark deep down your look that brings me there and I forget myself.
Your hunger makes me want and I must have, but waiting, well…
Waiting makes me think and troubles me so much that I must have.
Just the right words, just the right glaze and I’m yours, all of myself, given.
It doesn’t matter if the time goes by, I don’t care about the older us.
One promise I need from you, and are not the rings or the kids to bring.
Always want me so much that I’ll always lose myself in your arms.

Hands up

I’m giving up,
surrender on the ground,
bless your touch,
don’t count on me.

I’m never been in this,
it was just the breeze,
the summer heat,
the nicest dream.

Those years were hard,
those days so dark,
my fears my trap,
I fought for you.

Let me disappear,
lose myself inside
the days to come
the neverminds.