Kay Barcelon

I wake up to a beautiful morning
Each time your image comes to mind
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Rarely do you find your soul mate
You met by chance or by fate
Mind resists yet your heart dictates
Only in dreams this could exist
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Why do you wish to be a chameleon
And camouflaged with the rest
You are beautiful just as you are
And you do not need to blend
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Why do we hurt each other
Is it love or is it hate
Is it because we are far away
Or is it because we know
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Feel and enjoy this moment
Listen to the gentleness of silence
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Your wretched broken spirit
Floating in the sea of disarray
Drifting rapt in a dark secret
Streaming baffled life astray
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I did not know what you meant
When you said you feel my soul
What you saw of me was just a fragment
Thus to even know me was impossible
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These brown eyes
Are searching for you
My lips
Longing to kiss you
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I like to watch you sleep
Sometimes you sigh
It makes my heart leap
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Once again in a momentary stillness
Time and distance are in command
The lovers in estranged existence
Looking right through hearts’ demand
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In one unpretentious home
A content woman patiently waits
With three coins in her pocket
She could not even buy a comb
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No, No, Heart suffer no more
In my arms couldn’t be more beautiful
Let your tears run down upon my chest
Give me tender sigh I shall intensely devour
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She makes you believe
Persuading you to perceive
Telling you she is a friend
Better watch out girlfriend
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Close your eyes and whisper a wish
an angel is near and for sure will hear
Believe in its existence and wish so sincere
The angel will grant you your eternal bliss
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The words echoed clearly in my mind
Say “no” please say no please hear me plea
Except from my mouth didn’t come out so kind
The very next day I felt foggy, plenty woolly
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My dearest I miss you
I long to hear the beat of your heart
to listen to the rhythm of your soul
they tell me we belong
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I woke up one morning
Finding love in a strange place
He was in a jam with a broken wing
Lifeless and pallid I cannot see his face
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Ecstasy doesn’t always last
A temporary high like a drug
Love doesn’t always shine
Sometimes too shy like the sun
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She is a polite little girl
Her soft hands so fragile
Timidity and shyness I feel
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Two past midnight
a very bright light awakened me.
Seeing this luminous light,
I walked towards my picture window to see…
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