I held the roses,
The red roses
I held them tight
And waited behind the tree
Like a hopeless loner
I trembled once,
Or maybe more
I teared
For the moments
Which will pass me by
For my life, my love.
I pictured you coming
From the other side of the universe
From a place I have never been to
A place of hope, of flowers.
In my fantasy you are wild
You touch with no permissions
You kiss on rooftops, on balconies, on the streets of romance
You undress me with your words
I hide from you
I hide from life
I keep a distance
From you and from life
I hate uncovering my soul
To strangers like you
Who steal my feelings
My heart
And leave
Without even
Saying goodbye.