Thursday, 18 September 2008

Kiss the Air


Missing,

it sure is good,

you better clap,

start a melody even with no means,

it is hard to be waiting,

you thought you would never miss,

blah, omit the missed point

why worry?

clap, clap, clap, clap

1, 2, 3, 4

again,

clap, clap, clap, clap,

1, 2, 3, 4

whistle and clap,

so much is wasted in secret pain,

sing a love song,

keep whistling...

Missing,

it brings a new opportunity to aim,

a moment to wave in the breeze,

the freedom to walk with your arms lifted high,

for long, to hold beautiful thoughts,





don't substitute the person you love,

don't throw away the chance to compose her a letter,

use the sand and impress your love...


...Listen in stillness for a while,

stand up and scream,

let God hear your voice,

do not miss singing,

speaking loud and clear,

saying:

I love you!