Ana Raffali - Small Hearts

Ana Raffali - Small Hearts

My eyes have read your your thoughts in sounds
in my despair i see no bounds
sketches of dreams agleam in white
with patches of dark colored spite

each day my heart becomes smaller
i'd tell my soul to grow taller
to reach you again and again
if i burn, would you cry for me then?

tease me with your sweet promises
though they suffocate my senses
i would endure this