Night accommodation

Night accommodation and in the heart of dormancy ... dreams giving birth,
Words that grieve those wounded hearts, Sparks hope in the spirits of praise,
Blowing the morning rays in the midst of the vast darkness,
Just never stop moving on in that middle point, 
When what you need is so fare away and you still can touch,
when what you have is so close and you fail to appreciate it too much,
When you lose your goal in that nowhere place, waiting for that magic something to happen,
No my dear,
Contentment then a sincere smile.... love need not more than that,

to be continue : )

When I lit the candles of love and sent you longings. And I write on the title to your eyes, I miss you.

Happiness isn't painting in our faces a smile,
Long journey we walk step by step and mile by mile,
If the olive trees knew the hands that planted them, their oil would become tears,
If you know how much I truly love you, you will have no fears,
Some heartbeat dances on the strings of nostalgia, pen always fail to ink it on paper nor tongue fluent in the language of characterization.
Yet i have something to say...
After I loved you
Everything in the universes changed, the earth stopped spinning,
The clock of the times has been broken,
The river became salty and the sea was fresh,
The moon became a Sun, and the sun divided into a thousand moons,
the taste of my coffee has been changed,
I have returned to the time of my birth,, I saw the night as the lights
Dipped in rainwater, I released all the secrets ...
After I loved you,
I lit the candles of love and sent you longings. 
I write on the title.... to your eyes, I miss you.
I hope that together we will face all our dangers.

Hopes in a frame

The woman I loves in my heart ... never ever go away, 

For i feels her existence call my name every day.

Like an angel, unseen, unheard but you quite sure believe .. she is always near,

through all the difficulties I deal, she is the only one to my heart so dear,

And when the journey will start, All i have to carry with me... 

is my memories and who I am, a border to who I'll need to be, 

and a lot of hopes in a frame.

but when I think of her always in silence, 

I often wonder what is her name.