Seldom shades of her eyes are met
With brooding days of escapades
And she's bright but the thoughts are wild
Who knows which voice will claim a choice
Summer brings no release
There's no season of true peace
Anguish is no caprice
Sleepless night will not ever cease
When I show her the lines I wrote
She likes the most the rhymes of loss
But those tales are about her ways
She'll never know about my love
She will find a release
Hugging threes gives her heart peace
Raging beat might decrease
If it stops so I'll also cease
Hide in you curled up shape
Like a cocoon
Blame all of your despair
On frowns of the moon
Be serene
Learn to feel
In the dark
And in deed
Once in thrill
You'll be stark
17 December, 2007
ADAGIO