Thursday, October 15, 2009
Dragging my thirsty exhausted soul, leaning on my shoulder, I am passing through a hot desert; hallucinating. Is that water? Come on buddy you can make it.
She is thirsty. She is tired but not hopeless neither do I. I don't know what she wants but I know what she doesn't want.
Come on my thirsty soul. I will find you the magical elixir. The elixir which fulfills your thirst, your hunger. Come on, come with me, just few steps more...
Come on my restless soul even if I have to make 1000 potions I'll find out what you want. I'll try anything to return the passions you used to have.
I will cheers you up, help you prosper again... I'll find the elixir, don't you give up on me..don't!