As time passes does love still grow. Within us. Or does it disappear with time? |
Is love not the way? that one cares, Is love not the way? that one feels, the breeze, the wind or even the sun. I had love once in my hands. But as sand did it fall from them. I've touch her hair, I've felt her touch, but like always does night take her away. Don't deny me of her love ! for time has done it so oh so many times before.I had her so close that I can taste her smile within my lips. And the wind send me her aroma. Cry? Why should I? when She lives within me. She lays not so far from me. I still dread the day she left me! Closed her eyes for ever! There , she lays right there! Oh so close, and as far as the moon. Her hair once soft, and now dry, her lips oh her lips moist and soft. Are now not even there! But yet love grows within me. But yet it gives me time and yet pain is at it's side. A tear will fall from now and then As it did once before who knows when? |