cual es la cara de la duda...

unknown

why, there is never time
and the mistery runs
all over my mind
searching to find out
whos heart is so precious
to my humble writing
whos heart is so gorgeous
and proud to be hiding
behind my so called poetry
evolves the chemistry
that makes us reach
for the one who hides
between these lines
A missing star alone
is looking from the dark
and she knows all alone
the secrets of my heart
and she knows all alone
who we really are...