If...
Cupids...
Seasons come and go,
but it's always the same for me...
I still believe in love,
somehow...
How joyous it would be
If I were loved by thee...
Do you think the moon longs for the earth; longs
to kiss his rolling hills...
We patiently sit in our skies
Oceans apart...
I stand there,
never move...
Worthy thou art of glowing praise - in all the...
so humbly I ode - an emotive rhyming bode...
Today, once again, she asked that same question
'where are you?' while looking at a star...
It took me
more than a year to speak...
I can still feel the taste
of your skin...
Here, I am,
alone in this thing called life...