scrapbook IX

14-20/6/2010 (take 2.5)

~ MIDNIGHT SUN ~

She is coming

She is floating in the air.

And you can see the peace in her eyes

each time she laughs.

a soul that cannot be withered

a heart that cannot be tamed.

Like a fire in the heart of December,

she is needed.

Once there was a sparrow that

killed a Roaring dragon,

so She wouldn't be awaken from her sleep.

She is the fountain of Love,

despising the treasures of this world.

She's Chaos and Desire,

She's a River rushing to the Sea.

She is the Midnight Sun,

and each time she Rises

Lovers hold their hands tight.

And if you listen to her white voice,

you'll be her prisoner

forever...