måndag 14 september 2009

je l'aime à mourir

he is all i've become, he is all that i need
and he makes me feel one, with the air that i breathe

sometimes we're apart, sometimes i'm astray
it's the beat of his heart, in the music i play
that keeps me sincere, through all these long days

i could cry for his eyes, like a child in the cold
and i will live by his side, till the day i am old

when you find someone strong, someone inside your heart
and when he takes you beyond, "until death do us part"
you'll know what i mean, why i would die here

2 kommentarer:

Belma sa...

Nice dikt :) Eller är det en låt kanske? Snor den om det är okej? ;)

nathalie sa...

i know :D gör så!