Shelf Life Promethazine

At night

At night I'll try,

the dark

and is an extreme thought,

because during the day

there is too much light,

love

too many people

and seems

that we can not do

what I want.

By day I viverti,

what life is like a park,

enjoy a quiet

that is not quiet,

ever.

And always will divide,

with other voices and dreams,

a thousand obstacles,

in the great disenchantment.

At night, however,

love

for me only

exist,

and you look at me

and live

without you see,

am your holy fire,

lava your

downhill.

why I
day,

I feel a great actor,
sometimes
without a mask,
only an imposter.

And watch without touching

as I do not touch the sky,

and I live on the edge every time,

between descent and flight.

At night I can have you,

instead

without a real excuse,

every time I

love you,

serious

without all your

fear.