Apr 17, 2007

My Muse Is Here

We didn't exchange words today,
I don't have any sentence to say.
God knows how much you're away,
I'm always alone to start my pray.

What you say just makes me cry,
every word is a tear on each eye
and every second that I can't smile
I'm crying of happiness, that's why!

We met and chat when time is free,
I think of the muse you're gonna be,
and of my love growing as a tall tree.

But every goodbye is a time to flee,
'cos when you're far away, you'll see
nothing between my heart and me.

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