Thursday, 17 March 2016


If I am Your Lover


In the moonlit night
I waited you...
I wish you are there
to love me,
Oh!
My love.
 
In each season
I want your
passionate presence,
I want you
very close to my heart
Oh!
My love.
With the rhythmic steps of life
We are flowing with grieves and joys
Can we ever discussed
our love to each other?
Oh!
My love...
I am waiting you
for my last sigh
and for my last dream
to gift you....

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