silence of you,
till when will you last
i hope for this light,
but night keeps us apart.
sharp secrets sleep,
blood pours from each dart
be gone sweet talk,
whispering slowly by dark.
so i wish you could see,
eyes that tear me apart
that in the salt of your tears,
runs the warmth of my heart.
oh silence of you,
long you will last
i have hoped for this light,
but night keeps us apart.
About Me
- manuel zeeman
- amsterdam, Netherlands
- designer, dj, thinker. all work copyright protected.