miércoles, 12 de febrero de 2014

Heart of stone

Piercing through my naked soul,
your eyes are melting down my heart.
Even it was made of stone,
you make it blossom.

I was ignorant in love until that day.
The day you witched me with your eyes,
and set free a volcano of emotions.
And then you left.

The lava turned obsidian.
One of the hardest stones the Earth will ever know.
You made me strong, but also dull.
Insensitive to love until another witch will come.
To melt my heart to satisfy her needs
And leave me once again.

But even harder will that heart become.

Anatoly Lutaev.

viernes, 7 de febrero de 2014

Last loving words

When you welcome my corpse,
brighter sky you will see.
Tears will start to fall down,
though their taste will be sweet.
Don't you dare to be sad.
I don't want you to be.
Keep enjoying your life,

like you did without me.
Never ever look back,
just forget about me.
I'll be whispering hope
if you fall on your knees.
Always head to the top
I will give you the wings.
A new love you will find.
A new love you will feel.
I'll be waiting above.
Just don't rush towards thee.
Live a long happy life.
I am patient. You'll see.

Anatoly Lutaev.