Florentina Laic

I need your hand To support my way, Your sein to embrace My breast every day. The arome of your body To refresh the smell of mine, Your breath and mouth To get cooler my shine. I

House of spiders My empty house, my soul is full of spiders, No way to go for covering my empty day, No will to overfill the ash of my reminders, To see the thread of grass or bright my

Alone I am feeling alone, Many people around me, Not you. Sadly won!

Wind in the glass, Emotions repressed, Cage in the grass, Released heart depressed. Tree in the wind, Free with his feelings, No more wants to hind, Master of his dealings. Words

Love me, my Lord Love me, my Lord, As I am a naughty girl, Forgive my black pearl. Understand, my Lord, A dark sinner was my heart, Forgive its black part. Forget all, my Lord, All I

Judgment When I shall be the old man here, Forgot by time, uncountable by year, When I shall wish to pass the living brink, At You I shall devote my thought and think. Uselessness I`ll see

Nothing Nothing remained from the love that had been, As two strangers, tired, any sense we haven`t seen Since emptiness covered our lifeless serenity, Loneliness in two, cheerless heart