Love came to me, with her splendor,
Like an autumn breeze in silent whisper...

Do you see the two children playing in the doll...
It is just you and me...

Take a look at me and look me deep...

A forgotten tale comes back to haunt me,
It clouds my eyes and tears flow like the rain...

(The poem might seem to be blasphemous or unholy...
Tell me oh lord why would i look up to you...

To walk hand in hand was a promise?
Or a vow to forget...

Like footsteps imprinted in transience,
Washed away by the relentless waves...

The vision brought me into light,
Out of the darkness engulfing...

Paradise...

Enigma is just a word describing my emotions,
perplexion writ large on my decadent mind...

Sadness is just a state of being,
Wandering aimlessly and no time to sleep...

A thousand miles lay between us,
The sun and the moon separates us...