June 22, 2016

young passion

air of mystery
you came in
with those mysterious eyes
and a beautiful smile

I thought I had to behave
it would never be
you, so young
and I, ... so myself

suddenly, ours eyes cross
from across the floor
you were all cool
I was insecure

you come to talk
I invite you to dance
between jokes and songs
a fire started burning

no, I am not allowed...
our lips get together
I go home alone
with a magical feeling

sometime later
I say hello
and you tell me to see the moon
oh, what a moon!

inbetween music
we reveal ourselves a bit
let the spark not die
curiosity that never ends

we'll meet again
to discuss cinema
the flame will get bigger
and I will make you mine

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