O beautiful white dove
I long to come home...
50 likes, 12 matches and 4 WhatsApp conversations...
I still smile, listening to Camila's 'Dream of...
I have seen you in darkness
like a moth that was going towards the fire...
I am sending you again a letter
Hope to make you feel better...
I sent
the Sun away...
Don't ask your heart,
Don't blame it...
My Dearest
I long to fly over open fields...
Another year in passing,
A faded flame now an after thought...
My sun my love my mood my flower my sugar my life...
If found her beauty, then have found my eyes:
As painter's draw their muse, do mine of hers...
I was in shackle of words used by people
Unable to escape from own my thoughts...
Sweat rolling down on my nose
Teeth becoming tight...