I will still wait for her,
Will wait for her to come,
The feelings of her love all alive in my heart,
She did so too, and that I do know,
Every time, time passed me by,
I could feel her love all but shy,
Tiding my heart,
I could see it in her eyes all the time,
With every breath she breathed away,
I could smell her love but still to say,
Whenever I looked in her deep blue eyes,
My burning love smoked them two,
Every moment she talked to me,
I could taste the chilly mildness,
The mildness of her quiet so love,
But, it so happened but I confessed,
It was her that was life all along,
Never did she say the same to me,
Still Ill wait for her to see,
Look behind to find me there,
Standing alone, all alone,
In the desert sands,
Stormy skies,
Winds to let adore,
And a broken heart all so sore,
All alone and waiting for her,
Thats what is going all along.
They time wouldnt stop they tell me so,
Let then it burn me too,
In its way to perish again.
Life doesnt stop no matter what the pain,
Let its waves then break me too,
In its way to the blind destiny.
Submitted: February 25th, 2003
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