LONGING

 The love is lavish in her ways

for making us a foolish dreamers.

She gently touch our lonely hearts

and then just seats and wait for us.

But fool we’re not – we are a giants!

Our sight is clear – above the clouds.

We are so strong and have no fears,

slightly numb, but never wrong.

And yet again the love is missing,

I just passed right through your life.

One night you’ll see that I was longing

for better us that we could be.

05 – 11 – 2010 11:04ам