Here I am...

Here I am walking around this grey jungle looking for the sweet of your lips. Imagining that I will find the perfume of your body in a hidden corner.

Here I am staring to the sky searching the light of your eyes between the bright of each star.

Here I am drawing word to the moon so she can tell you that my bed is cold without you.

Here I am closing my eyes, dreaming that I will wake up with the touch of your skin.

Here I am counting every minute of that clock waiting to see you again...