By OmondiGeoff
To time, I'll wait for you;
The days will fly by
But the years will be still,
We'll count one star a day
But young remain still.
To wishes, I'll stare at the clock;
I'll let the shooting stars fall
I'll let the wishing wells dry
And the jinni in the bottle grow old,
My heart to miss you now
My soul to thirst for you always.
To distance, I'll walk in these streets of love;
Till the shoes of jealousy wear out
Till the patient suns burn out
Till I lose my paths of lust,
My heart to its way into your arms.
To struggles, I'll fight for you;
Your knight forever be,
In the castles of my love keep you here
Protecting the broken pieces of your heart
From rising moons of faithful friendship
To glistening stars of amazing love.
To love, I'll pluck a flower;
That fades and dries
That love may bloom in my heart
That my heart may blossom in yours
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