You wanna love, you wanna stay,
Her eyes like sky, her heart so tender.
You won't make pain, but this your way,
Until you run, soul's never waiter.
You called the fate, it's late again,
She leads your mind in the snare.
The oceans dream becomes the drain,
But your keen doubt I see nowhere.
Keep silent's hard, you feel the frost,
Her voice's rude like sudden storm.
Return your soul and give this worth,
The fire follows spark of warm.
You think to lose, you wanna cry,
Your eyes are closed, though thoughts are tender.
Don't ask the heaven who am I,
I've found your star, I'm not your lender.
You Wanna Love 28. 05. 2001
© Copyright: Двуликий, 2003
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