Biography of Cristina Geanta
Cristina Geanta Poems
sad for all the time my embrace was empty of you sad for being stubborn to be sad sad for touching objects baring your presence
i have my personal justice written across my pulse constant thoughts and very clear needs my personal justice is just that: personal like a thief whose money you're carrying
what was on your mind? 'i can't touch her with cold hands' between us was not the place for tenderness still you couldn't help it..
The Proudest Girl In The World
one day there was a proud girl not so proud as scared of the new rules she was raised by the old ones, she believed in the right things to do.. you seemed wrong..
My heart is pulsing lava thick burning pain through my veins I woke up to the hurting
Art Of War
Men.. Their instincts become alive at the scent of danger.. An open door is enough, a dark corner is even better.. No rules, no need for high expectations,
I Hate Diplomacy! ..
I hate diplomacy Hands are of no use tying, The heart will find a way to win.
what is new? same thing on your mind different eyes to see truth is in both looks which way if they are all right?
i know magic i'm everything you can see in yourself and more i can mend all over your soul and let you feel safe i hold power over you, you put me in charge, nothing could go wrong
i want to look into the happy eyes of the past and humilliate myself between tears of self pity.. go suffocate on the moon.. little, stupid and proud..
Just One More...
Give me just one finger And hold her in your palm Embrace me
Don'T You Love Tango?
we were made to stay whithin reach but not to reach out slow passionate dance.. too close.. too far.. constant bitter-sweet t e a s e...
u were meant to fall and break every rule left in my world destined to leave traces.. or maybe scars, you decide
From One To Infinity
Would you tease If I said 'Kiss me... please...'?
Just One More...
Give me just one finger
And hold her in your palm
Like you have been missing her
Kiss my eyes
Not to see you kissing her lips
Cry to me
When she won't want your smile
Lean on my shoulder
Dreaming of hers
And give me one more finger...