Hope in our venue

I've never thought love
could mean so little to me
as it does nowadays. Your words have no
inspiration to my dreams, anymore.
It might be my eyes; tired of loosing
sleep trying to understand you or
maybe my so called feelings are finally
fading as I once wished they would.

I don't want to sound like a hypocrite
but even when I say I love you,
I can't feel the spark anymore.
I search for more than hopes,
I search for fire. The one that sets
the music to my soul and takes me away.
But as I reach my favorite place in the sky,
I no longer find you there.

Falling in love is magical but falling
out of love is tragical. I've loved you
for so long that I can't remember what
it was like to not be in love with you.
But what can we do now that your plan
to keep me close, took away all of
what belonged to you.

Help me find my way back to you.
Help me pursue hope in our venue again.
Take my hand and never again let go,
cause that might be our last chance to be in love.

Give Me

Those words that linger in your
tongue can cure all of my soul.
And those eyes have the blues that gives
me hope of a brighter future.
Your lips are the evidence that heaven exists,
impulsing me to sail your body like an ocean
without limits.
In your arms I find the route of strength
to defy the world.
And your voice, so sweet, softens
my cruel nights.
My philosophy and my religion is to search
for a reason to live in your heart.
My only philosophy and religion
is the theory of reaching your soul.
Give me a reason, a sign, give me some of your hope.
Give me your first time, your loneliness, your fears,
your first kiss. Give me everything you have. Give me
a little more of you and I will give you a little more of me.
Give me a minute of your life to find happiness in your heart.

Set those words free.