"Stained-Glass", acrylic painting, 200
One kiss I'm filled with life's first breathe
one touch and my eyes can see
the peace in me when in your arms
spans an eternity.
For one night, the world was right
for we could not be wrong
the world and we were meant to be
to sing our lovers' song
And as it goes all nights must end
and songs do fade away
but if i must die a lonely death
at least I lived one day.
