The same setting sun
In the same direction
Brings gallons of memories..
After a wink of four years....
Coming to this spectacular place..
To meet the most beautiful face...
Place is there as it was
With same, old purple tree
But there is a cause
On her side for her flee
It makes me feel rigorous
Of what I did under this teak
My love came in nervous
Hinting to leave me in a week
I know she was stunning bright
I dont know except hugging tight
Won't you understand I can't live without you? ?
She then said giving me clue..
Come let's go, fly to farway..
And be together I insisted
No not now..told she in dismay
Thats the last word she muttered
Heavens must now know
That she is swinging alone...
Left body on the earth
Went with my heart..
There you are...
I came for you...
Let's go, fly to faraway...
Come keep me in your tight hug,
kiss me with your purple lips...
Sooth me with your tiny fingers....
Console me with your sweetest words And rest me with your enthrall song...
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