These are the songs
Of my heart
Which the birds sing
In beautiful spring
With elated heart
These are the drops
Of my eyes
Which the clouds fell
With a loud yell
These are the sighs
Of my love
Which the winter spreads
Like tangled threads
These are the sparks
Of my my feelings
Which the summer borns
Like the stinging thorns
My love has clouded
The time and space
What though
You are not in my space
I can find you
Everywhere, every time
In every word
And every rhyme
In every pray
And every song
In every right
And every wrong
For I have proved
You wrong
I pardon
For the promise
I have broken
Not to see you
Ever and again
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