How I which to touch your lips My princess - across the Never ending barriers of your loneliness I beg for a glance The mirrored image…twin lakes…
I caress your hair, as if I were To depart from your lips, undreamed… Yet beauteous… Again I kiss your Hands without the rest of my watery portrait…
Only comparable to the Mirrored vision of those eyes Would be holding you in my arms Tasting that anguished tear, rolling down your face Like the profound echo of my cherished hopes
How I which to touch your lips My princess - across the Never ending barriers of your loneliness I beg for a glance The mirrored image…twin lakes…