Looking For
Poesia, Julyan gasty
Looking for
Feeling, from your lost eyes
Your body a vague sense
Looking like a lake
Those were happy days
In your eyes
A woman I bring
Days lived
Which I still carry like a dream
Always with tenderness
Woman I love in total madness
Or in the final search
Were days lived, contained
Trembling, caressing, caressing
Of your senses
A total madness
I still feel your body vague