And there was a song I wrote for you,
A song like no other, no other than the songs
I sung to you, a song written with rhythmic beats
Of my heart, immense feelings and love,
Words borrowed from the depth
Of an ageless soul, remarks a life in lost memories.
And this song shall remain the last of me
For my words would come alive when I find you,
And I shall sing, the best of me, to the mere
picture in my eyes,
An endowment for the beauty sculpted from my heart.
And when I found you amidst all impossibility
A smile ran through my lips,
A dazzling flash on my heart,
Alive were the words, enlightening my mind,
Cuddling me into an embrace, soul-to-soul,
A feeling; I had you alone, forever;
And as my lips touched yours,
You took my song away, on your breath,
Unsung on the lips, a wicked smile,
Humming as you walk along the wilderness…
