How the Heart feel about the Love. |
I'm a poor lover To love, You are the language of my life.. made the bond heart to heart.. I filed with muscles,veins and nerves.., color of crimson red in blood.. Every single beat of heart.., theres a melody of a love.., If you stopped your love for a second , Heart will die now and forever.. You are soft like floating feather, Tough like rock that sitting on weather, But always I'm a poor lover, Don't be worry I'm near, When I hidden my Heart in a corner, You paint my heart from lovely color., When you're getting angry, You washed my color from a tear.., And I'm wonder.. Please don't do that now and never.. You come to my life as a hanker.., Reach my heart and whisper to ear.. When you're getting angry, starts to sneer.., and you filled my eyes with a tear.. I always wonder.., How you do that to poor lover, When you're getting angry, you like hurricane having a hunger.., But always I'm a poor lover, Don't be worry I'm near, You like ocean deep to deeper, Only thing I couldn't understand never.., "what is love means?" theres no answer.. Don't forget I'm your ever lover.. Don't be worry I'm near, From : Heart. |