09.07.2021
Heart on a Tea Tray
I don't know, that night what I saw in your eyesI thought it was sparkle of sunshine, but no
It was the light of a streetlight.
I thought your lips tasted like strawberry
But they were just residues of the imperial dessert
That you ate at my table.
Why will I be so inclined to fall in love, why?
I look at you and I live in paradise and then
I end up crying on the floor.
And again, umpteenth time and one more I was wrong
I gave you my heart on a tea tray
and you are not for me.
Oh no no, you are not for me.
I don't know, what was the charm of your perfume
I thought you were perspiring the aroma of carnation
But it's the Calvin Klein's One
I thought love was finally knocking on my door
But it was just the noise of the wind because
I had left it ajar
I sleep little, dream a lot
The hope returns
Everything repeats itself in this story with no reason.