I want to see you when I close my eyes
You, I want to see, even in my day walk.
I want to feel, yes your touch in the passing breeze.
The brush of your lips then still wet on mine,
The ache of my heart makes my soul rage
In silent wail, till now.
Yet I was told you left, a decade ago.
Can space and time pull love apart? Nay.
The way you took my eyes eternally glued.
’Cos I know through same my love will come to roost.
Thursday, October 3, 2013