You Are Being Loved

When you are lost

In the dark chaos of crowded road

I want you to hear me saying

You are being loved

When you sit alone

On a bench of an empty park

I want you to hear me in birds singing

You are being loved

When you sleep at night

Under the glass roof and starry skies

I want you to hear my echo

You are being loved

When in a black room

You sit beside a piano

I want you to sing me and say

You are being loved

When the sky falls down

And moon loose its shine and stars lose their magic

I want you to say to the world

You are being loved

When you lose your hope

And drink vodkas with twenty cigarettes

I want to say

You are being loved

 

When you stood at the cliff

With empty heart and a broken gin bottle

With holy tears and blood bleeding from your sleeves

Among the dark rains and silent storms

When you decided to leave this paradise

And fly to the stars and never come back

When you fell off the land and in the winds

And flew back to your home

I wanted to say

You are being loved.


11.08

10.3.2017

Smit.

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