?Dame un Beso?

Feels Like Sunday Morning

We live in a world that will be torn asunder.

When the pegs of the earth no longer hold,

When the hopeful sunrise will incinerate,

When the heavens pour mercilessly,

When the havens are not safe,

When the void engulfs us,

When love dissolves,

When we know naught from good or evil.

Then will the blind see,

And so will the deaf hear.

Then will the dumb speak of a Creator,

And know that He who creates,

Can destroy.

We will be reminded of our deeds.

When it that would,

Comes.

suf rambled at 7/15/2006 06:52:00 am

Comments:

<$BlogCommentBody$>

# posted by <$BlogCommentAuthor$> : <$BlogCommentDateTime$>

<$BlogCommentDeleteIcon$> (0) comments

Post a Comment

Say what?

Words for the moment

Never know how much I love you,
Never know how much I care.
When you put your arms around me,
I get a fever that's so hard to bear.
You give me fever,
When you kiss me,
Fever when you hold me tight.

Fever.
In the the morning,
Fever all through the night.

Sun lights up the daytime,
Moon lights up the night.
I light up when you call my name,
And you know I'm gonna treat you right.
You give me fever,
When you kiss me,
Fever when you hold me tight.

Fever.
In the the morning,
Fever all through the night.

Everybody's got the fever,
That is something you all know.
Fever isn't such a new thing,
Fever started long ago.

What a lovely way to burn.