The Hidden One
The Hidden One
I save all the flavors
somehow annoyed
angry either
happy somehow
the same
all dark
I keep all the flavors
that without you is like being stabbed
by the hidden dagger of love
I don't know
I don't know my dear
to how much I want yours
when words fall about you
of you and yourself to me
all just mute in my script, still
save a million dreams
with the changing seasons
hope there will be sweet moments, awaited