Tuesday, May 20, 2008

Still

Ask why, ask how
Seeing you, I yearn for a vow
A then-crowded place
Turn out to be in peace
Seems like you and me in private
Staring, still, in quiet.
The wind so tranquil
Setting me in a spell.
I long for your love
That'll place me high up above
For all those days that passed
For all the days that comes
And for all the days approaching
You remain in my heart aching.

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