terça-feira, 9 de setembro de 2008

I KNOW I KNOW i know



SOMETIMES A WOMEN AWAKE WITH A PRETTY SMILE IN HER EYES.

I DON`T KNOW WHY SOMETIMES...

SOMETIMES IN HER LIPS..

A TOUCH OF PAINT IN THE MORNING`S LIGTH HANDS,

TODAY SHE SEEMS TO HAVE A LOT OF CONFUSION,

DOWN HER CHIN,

TRYING TO REMENBER WHY,

THE ANSWER NOT FAR FROM THE WINDOW`S TABLE,

.. THAT FLOWER CRASHED ON THE FLOOR,

.. THAT CLOCK FULL OF FEELINGS,

... THAT CHAIR OUT OF PLACE,

... THAT PARFUM`S STORM OF WORDS,

REMAIN UNANSWERED IN HER MIND,

I DON`T KNOW WHY,

SHE SAY,

SHE HAVE A PRETTY, PRETTY,

MORNING BRIGTH,

I´M HAPPY,

WITH HER DRESS LAUGHING IN MY MIND/HANDS...

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