Your love
You approached me for a while
When the night fell in darkness
You came in my life for a little
Who seemed not to stay long
Yet my gladness sought of your image
Which blossomed my spirit
Then you left me without a note
But your laughters still echoed
You loved me by the eyes of unfaith
I woke up when your love vanished
Your changing heart was locked up
By a change of its new silhouette
For the best of you I remember
Our sweet nothing that remains
For everything that we ever conversed
Only the sweet hug that remains
For anything else do I miss?
Your last image that haunts me up.
April 16,2003
