A Stranger

when everything so beautiful disappear so fast

A STRANGER





A little more time there is,

just a moment,

while I do not become a

stranger in your eyes.



A little more time there is,

Just a drop,

to absorb the love from your eyes

until they touch the Earth.



A little more time there is,

just a blink,

to suck the warmth of your heart

until the speed of lightning

would carry it away

with gray weather.



A little more time there is,

Just a secund

that you`ll see me

with that black eyes, innocently,

as I feel,

after the first touch in them

will no more be me.