Love came to me, with her splendor,
Like an autumn breeze in silent whisper...

Do you see the two children playing in the doll...
It is just you and me...

Take a look at me and look me deep...

A forgotten tale comes back to haunt me,
It clouds my eyes and tears flow like the rain...

(The poem might seem to be blasphemous or unholy...
Tell me oh lord why would i look up to you...

Come to me, let me pull you closer,
So close you can hear the murmur...

I was alone, and walking with my shadow,
Did not know which way should I follow...

A thousand miles lay between us,
The sun and the moon separates us...

Sadness is just a state of being,
Wandering aimlessly and no time to sleep...

Enigma is just a word describing my emotions,
perplexion writ large on my decadent mind...