The Hidden Door

Dark and cold, just like your soul.
intoxicating smiles, and unbearable desires,
beating hearts, and our trances of thought. 

One million footsteps, walk this path of history, 
the sun shines, brightly while the moonlight caresses your skin
in the night. The world is a huge place, there are many different cultures, 
many different souls. 

I walk the path, through the Hidden door, the door leads to a beautiful place, the place called my home, where my love roams. as she awaited my return, when we made our eyes meet, her depressing sad face brightened up into a big beautiful smile while her cheeks turned bright red as "we" -- me and her both ran towards another jumping into another's arms, hugging tightly, not wanting to ever let go; The hidden door.Dark and cold, just like your soul.

intoxicating smiles, and unbearable desires,
beating hearts, and our trances of thought. 

One million footsteps, walk this path of history, 
the sun shines, brightly while the moonlight caresses your skin
in the night. The world is a huge place, there are many different cultures, 
many different souls. 

I walk the path, through the Hidden door, the door leads to a beautiful place, the place called my home, where my love roams. as she awaited my return, when we made our eyes meet, her depressing sad face brightened up into a big beautiful smile while her cheeks turned bright red as "we" -- me and her both ran towards another jumping into another's arms, hugging tightly, not wanting to ever let go; The hidden door.