The Labyrinth.



Our conversations are the sea

Your voice is the wind

That soul is the star

Which gives this lost force

A way to the destination

A place long lost never found

Adrift on the seas of my infatuation

Wounded by the tenderness of your lips

I sailed to recover the island so called love

But i chose to be lost, wounded

For being lost in the labyrinth of your love

Was the only direction this soul needed

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