In your town, I have roamed around before
On silent roads and adjacent meadows
To sit alone for the moon to rise
For your image to gleam in each shadow
As night ascends, all these constellations
Fill in the darkness to garnish the sky
And a pleasant breeze pierces through gently
As if there is mention of love nearby
All these people have only one question
How long can my heart bear this affliction?
But who will then love your soul like I do?
And who will inhabit such conviction?
It is far beyond their understanding
What I’m to tell of the source of this hope
For what do they know my murderess has,
In a quiver, burning arrows of hope
Although I do not see you, I love you
If I see you I’d have to see you smile
For no smile is much surreptitious
And no one, have I loved more erstwhile
My struggle is harsh and return is vague
And my journey and harbor is passion
The unchanging earth has drained my soul
And life among people lacks compassion
Before I leave, I wish to see you once
So that I can carry your smile with me
If my hands get bloody, my soul tainted
In that dark hour will your smile save me
I’m afraid of going too far to return;
For I’ll become heavy and immobile
But I will love you in this fire and blood
And I will be the keeper of your smile.
Shall I speak of the consequence
One, that your attention causes?
Words you utter keep me stunned,
My heart stops up at your gazes.
I am known to have just one gift;
To feel things with intense passion
Yet it happens to consume me;
A divine fire, I cannot abandon.
In sleepless nights I sing to you
A song, however, incomplete.
On bright days I write you letters;
Ardent proses, yet bittersweet.
I am indeed burned with desire;
The consequence you must construe
If this is the damage of attention
Imagine, what your love will do.
So he sits in rain to drown in his thoughts
His heart is filled, with doubt and despair
He questions his rebirth, his perfect wings
Asking himself, ‘why his flight had faltered?’
She was the wind to his mighty ailerons
And he’d blister his fire, all over her sky
The oceans screamed, upon their meeting
The sun shined brighter yet moon was shy
For certain, their love was unparalleled
But maybe it was just another false dawn
He no longer loves her, or maybe he does
For love is so short, forgetting is so long
When born again of fire; ascended
He flew with passion and desire
In the midst of clouds, he found her
Like a revelation, as birds conspire
She was peace, a rose, the wine
Her heart; warm, unable to hate
For she was like a summer’s day
Not gloom for him to illuminate
Love urged her to embrace the dark
So she became one with the night
He kneels to her, calls her queen
Unleashing his blaze in all his might