Open Poetry #4 |
A million Years |
vandana
since 1999-10-22
Posts 10463USA |
Evening comes, Make me blue, When each day is through, How I long to be with you, Dreaming of your tender kiss, How much It means, Always thinking how I miss you, A million years, have gone, It's seems we share so much togehet, How long I've been waied For you to hold your hand, The sun is in heaven, With the morning love, And look, the gentle day, The morning rise, The night is gone and I'm alone with love I receive, It seems a millions years have gone and gone till we see the morning again, |
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