Not just another number

As the city slept
There was a fire in a room
And the sparks turning into flames
With every motion and a move
Mirror on the wall
Multiplied the images
Of burning flesh
As the fire rages
A pen might move on
To fill the pages
With every second passing
Wine of passion ages

As the city slept
None could put out the fire
With the friction of the skin
Every flame went even higher
And as it touched the water
The mirror was a mist
With the fingers of my hand
I write your name
For the fire belongs to you
And not just anyone
The city would sleep again
In an another One O Two One

Whiff

Count the seconds or count the stars
For it can go on forever
Fake your insides and take the scars
As the line divides the reality and severs

Come and pick the vibrations around
And hear the silence making that sound
Open your arms and don't turn around
Take away my smell as you walk away

Finer than the grains of sand
Thinner than your hair
Waving like a thin strand
Are your particles of romance

Further than the farthest
That time can ever take you
With you would go
The whiff of me