RogervanRolandRubatt

No todo lo que brilla es oro, pero a veces lo que brilla no es mejor que la oscuridad

RogervanRolandRubatt

Slow Dancer
          
          I saw in this dawn a slow dancer
          moving between clouds and lights, 
          i saw her eyes climbing my tears.
          
          I heard her steps over the shades and graves
          she was breeding rainbows and stars
          and her moons was leaking me again.
          
          I saw her hips breaking the silence
          like bloody tides in a fire sea.
          
          She is a pole dancer in the haze
          she is a blue rain and amaze
          her moves and traces.
          
          When the music over, 
          Turn me in your face, 
          Dreaming like a child in her space.