Hidden teardrop
If you'll be my star, I'll be your sky,
You can hide underneath me and come out at night
When I turn jet black and you show off your lights
I live to let you shine, I live to let you shine...
I don't know what to say to you, I don't know what to think either
Standing in front of you while my heart is beating unbearably
Listening to your silence while you are trying to find an answer
Searching for one you can't find, you never could...
And this silence is almost beautiful, peaceful...
You, the "sunshine"... I'll live to let you shine...
Patrick B. Parenteau 12/04/2006 16:28
What an emotional presentation. The writing on (your?) arm, the poetry, the "shine" of the over exposure and the "jet black" of the clothes. Submissive and sacraficial. And such overwhelming sadness. I hope it was just a pose and not real life. Patrick