Sunday, April 17, 2011

yasmin levy perdono (Forgive)






spilling crimson says...

Forgive

.(Because of) the smells of cheap perfume

 For Many Women With Their mocking laugh
 For The Tears That Lost Their taste
For full nights of loneliness
 in the ones when my hands my body Caressed
 crying my body WAS
for The Time That Will not Come Back
I forgive, only for you
 I forgive, only for your own good
 I forgive, Even if you do not ask me
 For the compassion of the owl of the wolf

 for the moments of mercy of the wind
 that I Cherished
 for the rays of my burning love
 that blinded my eyes and make me your shadow
 And not to hear the wolf sent me to go
 I forgive, only for me
 I forgive, only for my own good
 I forgive, Despit What is in the future