She will come

She don't knows me much 

But the aroma of the love I do 

The ecstasy of very less anonymous memories

She must be feeling it there.

She's gorgeous when she comes to my eyes

I feel her when the day starts to the restless crawling of the nights.

The rain sings with her name and I close my eyes

The wind touches me as she may hold me twice

There is peace in mind when I sleep because I know, 

That she is the warmth in my heart,

Lost in the skies of her eyes I remember her voice 

Feels like someone is playing a violin so soft

Soft like a feather to float with

The feather full of colors and romance

I feel her holding me tight 

The divinity of love ties us

I know she will soon find me back, and I'm right!