A silent walk down the hill
Takes me to the silent till…
A gentle breeze nudges me by
A quiet river soothes me by…
I walk in the glorious poppy fields
Singing, swinging my paths lie..
A silent yearning forms within me..
Like a shadow left alone be…
Drunk to the whisper of air..
I walk the paths of kings with no care..
A single melody haunts my heart
A simple girl steals tears it apart..
I walk dazed by the beauty of the kill..
Walking with a wish to fall in love with her…
She sings of time gone by..
She sings time to come…
She tells me she loves me not…
& she tells me that love shall never be a part…
I walk with my head in the clouds..
Loving the sensation of making her smile..
She is the beacon of my life..
A lighthouse guiding my rudderless ship..
I walk in the wet sand…
Putting my footprints to remember me by..
The waves wash away my signs..
My existence is a story that they call a myth…
Wish I love her more than I do..
For then I shall know that my heart shall burst..
One day, the heavens shall part..
& the angels shall love the mortals..
I live for that day to come..
When she’ll love me once again…
I will dazzle her till then..
The follies of my life again….
O sweet angel…I shall love you ever…
& I promise you this….so shall life……mine…yours & ours….
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