As the river flows down the to the sea
As the leaves drift down from the trees
As the rain pours down from the heavens
As my love for you will from my heart burn
As the days extend into the months
As the months drag into the years
As your memories of us fade away
As my heart with you, forever, will lay
As you find friends and lose some
As you enter and leave love's enclave
As you lay by your lonesome and pray
As do i, that you will find your way...
To me, where i've waited for so long
To me, where i've forgiven all your wrongs
To me, where in my arms you belong
To me, the chorus of your love song...
Saturday, August 22, 2009
Blow, wind...
The tinkling of the windchime
sweetness in the air
makes me think of the time...
when for me you cared...
oh, those times, when the wind blew
they whispered so sultrily
of your thoughts as they flew
from your window to me...
and i'd stick my head out too
i'd smile, as the wind buffeted me
as the world in its splendor laid below
as your love over me, would flow...
i've missed those times when you're a call away
when i could say whatever i wanted to say
tho, most of the time, it was 'i love you'
cos that is all that occupies my days
haha, time has flown like a runaway train
barreling on, without any concern
just like you, my dear, flailing on
yet i'm still here, holding on...
would you remember seeing me by the road?
smiling at you, telling you not to brood
and telling you a joke to uplift those lips
that i'd kiss till passion through us rips...
sweetness in the air
makes me think of the time...
when for me you cared...
oh, those times, when the wind blew
they whispered so sultrily
of your thoughts as they flew
from your window to me...
and i'd stick my head out too
i'd smile, as the wind buffeted me
as the world in its splendor laid below
as your love over me, would flow...
i've missed those times when you're a call away
when i could say whatever i wanted to say
tho, most of the time, it was 'i love you'
cos that is all that occupies my days
haha, time has flown like a runaway train
barreling on, without any concern
just like you, my dear, flailing on
yet i'm still here, holding on...
would you remember seeing me by the road?
smiling at you, telling you not to brood
and telling you a joke to uplift those lips
that i'd kiss till passion through us rips...
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