Woke up
Unveil a new page
Walk up my own stairs
Look out my own windows
Listen to my own ears content
A visit, every day's a visit...
My Premonitions
I sense your presence yet I do not know when will I feel your warmth
I sense your smile yet I do not know when will I touch your kisses
I sense your affections yet I do not know when will I feel your embrace
I sense your touch yet I do not know when will I hold your hand
I sense your stare yet I do not know when will I look into your eyes
I sense the distance of time that draws us near
I sense the breaking of my greatest mystery
But yet I do not sense its inauguration
But yet I do not seek vigilantly
But yet I do not scavenge and crave
Hopeful is my reality to awaken my premonitions
Hopefully...
