Alone Poem by Ari Alsio

You are the dearest friend
my poem is not the end,
winter is a cool season
take away any reasons
if your life thing is too loose
we have option to choose
things just sometimes mind flashing
it leads the values ​​mashing
you care what is right or wrong
if you sing the right song
love does not ask for permission ears
the genuine love can to spend many years
there is nothing as wonderful as the woman's smile
but the beauty always ends while...

The life we sometimes far to cast
it happens surprisingly fast
many have sworn an oath in vain
take me out of this needless pain.