Sparkling lights call me gently
To join them up, rize once more, to feel pure.
As if it never took place,
I wash my sorrow with his breathless grace.
All misty colors twist and born my skin, skin and bones
Them I feel with no grate attention.
I cry out onto the night, wish to feel his affection.
Make me belive you miss me to,
Shell a tear, heal my dark void that longs for your touch
Oh hell.. I miss you so much.
Making him smile.. no greater joy
To hold his hand and see his eyes.
With me he wears no disguise.