A nomad through life’s labyrinth
Reminiscing the good ol’ memories
Holding a promise of everlasting remembrance
And waiting till Time ceases to exist
In the darkness of the night I search for you amongst the stars
And my heart leaps up in adoration too
My tempestuous mind swiftly flies away
Such strong is the desire to be near you
Like sparks of lightning we met
Strangers yet finding a common tune
Dreams woven together, blessed by the moonlit sky
Aren’t our lives all about love and being loved?
2 comments:
Andd.... you're back.. and how!!
"Aren’t our lives all about love and being loved?"Yes, it all boilc down to this four-letter words, doesn't it?
Hope to see you around.
Take care
Cheers!
boils*
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