Sunday 4 August 2013

Day Dreaming


Will I always  want to love , will he always love.

A summer moon
I can't read his heart, I can only read my heart.
This days my thoughts are as disordered as my
Black hair.  I wish I were close to love , as to be
Loved. so I can unlock the key to the secrete   
Garden of  love  beauty, passion, will be there.
Eyes! the window to the soul will show me  the way
 To passion in the heart, and love in the soul and spirit.
 
things given to us  from the heart. will they
Cease to be remembered beyond the world
We live in . sweet dream of mine!  will  we
Remember our dreams?  in  my perfect  world  
I waited for your soul to call  my name with love.
Until I could hear my heart beat crossing the get  
To the river of paradise.
 
For now my all and be all I shall hide myself
With in the bright light of  the moon,
 In a summer night. wile your  deep soul is
Reciting words of  love, and passion. what
A beautiful music, a harmony from the havens
We were together very little time. and yet
I believed it was infinity. hugs my sweet one.
 
August 4 2013
 
Y.B  



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