At the end and at the beginning of something,
there is always a desperate feeling !
The odd bouquet list to visit sometimes,
is the best trip that you can dream of it !
May I go somewhere, without knowing yet ?
Stay without lOve and your life will be beautiful,
like a late summer day !
The sky is so blue and the trees are so green,
like the last breath of my happiness !
All the heaven is falling down like the stars of my quiet heart,
in a loneliness kiss of your lips .
Maybe God wants me to live without love in this world,
because even happiness is avoiding me ? ^0^
I see all your grace Lord in all the little things
that my soul touches and feels the warmth of them !
For some people there isn't a blessing, even if they want or dream of it !
The sun of my loneliness heart it melts with sad thoughts .
My only lovers are the last flowers of my spring ...
- A. A. Popovici,