Storm is coming
We have been
Marked red
Night of flashes comes
In night of storms
Storm is coming
We have been
Marked red
Night of flashes comes
In night of storms
Different culture
black silk
Wind in tube
Melody
From sweet to strong
Legacy of land
Islands beyond
Working with wood
Memories of childhood
My hand is heavy
I smile
Warm memory
Feel all fears
Emotions run wild
You are frozen
You lost
Feel all
Bend
Dont brake
Secret
Is in you
Take it
Were it
Surpass it
changing direction
Needs fuel
Sometimes new tires
Change all
but don’t change driver
Because you are driver
On road i go
My legs my car
Voyage flows
In land that is so distant to me
I found you
So shy and so strong
Like water after drought
Such is your beauty
Stars shine in new way
Brightness of small sun
Condensed in your smile
Look of truth
Look of desire
Combined in your eyes
If there were goddess of love
She would stole your body
Your energy and strength
Is what draws me to you
This poem as memory
Goodnight kiss
Hand moves
Rain on palm
Water on lips
Searching for home
Continents oceans
Then realize
Home is in me