Days many and many since we last talked, held our hands and in silence walked.
Yet the distance is unanimously dwarfed, for at once, over all the pain you laughed.
Deeper was my mind's pit to bury my love, for my heart lazily recited not our vow.
And today you come back again my dear, for you speak and all the haze did clear.
Far as cut even to breeze were you and I, but were tied by the invisible care.
It was an ego storm that blinded sun in the sky, but to shine, the sun didn't spare.
The skies cleared as finally the gloomy hearts rained in compassionate tears.
The hearts twined as their embraces taught them of the future's real fears.
Like upon the water swims the rose petal, so softly will your fingers touch mine.
Like off thy nail's pluck sings the thin metal, so will that touch pass shivers in my spine.
Like as the creepers dance in twirl and lock, so will our hands hold together today.
Like as the anchored ships in a stormy dock, to every wind of deep emotion do they sway.
Yet the distance is unanimously dwarfed, for at once, over all the pain you laughed.
Deeper was my mind's pit to bury my love, for my heart lazily recited not our vow.
And today you come back again my dear, for you speak and all the haze did clear.
Far as cut even to breeze were you and I, but were tied by the invisible care.
It was an ego storm that blinded sun in the sky, but to shine, the sun didn't spare.
The skies cleared as finally the gloomy hearts rained in compassionate tears.
The hearts twined as their embraces taught them of the future's real fears.
Like upon the water swims the rose petal, so softly will your fingers touch mine.
Like off thy nail's pluck sings the thin metal, so will that touch pass shivers in my spine.
Like as the creepers dance in twirl and lock, so will our hands hold together today.
Like as the anchored ships in a stormy dock, to every wind of deep emotion do they sway.
One's eyes admiring others in looks calm, and speaking all those words deep buried in hearts,
Dancing on fingers are their palms, and an affectionate ritual of love starts.
Care and love rains in the music of breathe, as words hustle in the silent night.
Mourning in the smiles of anger and tears' death, they loved forever till sun and moon might.
Dancing on fingers are their palms, and an affectionate ritual of love starts.
Care and love rains in the music of breathe, as words hustle in the silent night.
Mourning in the smiles of anger and tears' death, they loved forever till sun and moon might.