FLWhitehorn Media Services: Bianca Remix

Eyes of love

I see you on a starry night
and no one else I see in sight.
Only winking stars above.
Winking stars in eyes of love.

It doesn't happen every day.
Everything plays out my way.
And in this moment, in this place,
I turn around and see your face.

Winking stars in eyes of love.

The summer rain falls on the roof.
You won't believe, but I have proof.
And through your eyes I rise above.
I walk in avenues of love.

I'm flying on a cloud today,
picking pettles on the way.
I tie them to my heart so true
and send it with a bird to you.

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1ntroduction
Album a1
Trash and Treasure
Stereotype

Poem - Seeing the sun set

Seeing the sun set on your skin
And listening to you breathe.
autum into winter,
winter into spring.
loving you is a beautifull thing.
As you make your old hair new
and as the new get few
I realize.
you will miss me
And blame me for saying
Not now, please.

As her soul expand,
filling her up
like a cup.
Soft and hard in her hand.
And I start to fear.
Shall I tell her here
While she can still hear?
One second I wait
Could be one second too late.

When I'm gone,
She'll carry on.
Washing the dishes,
Feeding the fishes,
Find a father,
But not a husband.

And with the moonlight
Reflecting into her gaze.
Exposing the dawn of age.
I reach out and take her hand.
And I know now.
She understands.

Poem - Dusk

The clouds hang heavy
with the last drops of the day.
The silk blanket sets on the land.
It's blue silk covers the day.
A misty breeze touches my tired skin.
I drink it with my eyes.
It quenches the restless child I am.
The part of me that predicted,
predicted the memories I had.

Poem - M1 (The image of you)

The image of you
A sight to behold
Your skin is petal of rose
Softly round at every fold
Your eyes speak of treasure
Of ruby, jade and sapphire
Your hair,
The break of autumn morn
So at rest, so peaceful
Your lips speak no lies
Taste no wine
Though soft like snow
They’re burnt in the avenues
The avenues of me
Where only I can see
But the eye can’t see
The only thing more perfect
Than your ivory body
Is your ivory face
And just as perfect
Is to have you in this place
Where I can behold
The greatest creature
I’ve came to meet
I’m not worthy
To even see your feet
Yet I look upon the full glory
Of a yet untold story
Where I wish the time of end
With you my time I’ll have to spend

Poem - Messege

I don't know where to start,
find a way back to your heart.
I am blind
and I really want to see you.

As the day sheds a tear.
As the rain falls through the year,
I'll return,
Cause I really want to see you

tonight, tonight, tonight...
I really want to see you tonight.

Too many times,
the seeds of life
just falls on shallow ground,
without a sound.
And I forget,
of those I meet,
who's seeds lay on the street
for birds to eat.
for birds to eat...

I know the shame,
The hurt, the fear of dying in the sand.
I understand.

And sometimes I'm cold
and weeds take a hold.
And sometimes I'm blind.
I'm searching but I can't find.

I don't know where to start,
find a way back to your heart.
I am blind
and I really want to see you.

The crops standing bright
and here comes the light.
What will I find?
And will I be left behind?