Waves of Love

Wandering in a sad blue dream,
even surfing on my own tears.
Suddenly, I noticed there was something weird,
something different touching a bit of me.

Sweet waves of love,
floating gently under the sun,
you made it shine so clear,
deeply real, inside me.

Delighted by two soft pink lines,
which were sending sounds that painted my mind.
Flowers would be jealous of what you mean,
more than a tender sense beneath the skin.

There is a light,
burning sorrows, saving a heart,
with a special taste of warmth, almost locked,
beyond your hands.

If life fits in a brief instant,
if an endless trip is what I want,
then, I promise angels will know your name,
so they'll trick the time to let us run away.

And when our silhouettes,
reach a last red blaze, close to the end,
a place will wait for us, maybe lost,
behind new days.