dry in the hugs

when the sun began to set, the red of twilight dims
she staring far to the sky edges
with flowers in her grips

the white doves marching home, take along the hopes and dreams
flying among the dark gray clouds
avoid the promise to be fulfilled

the moon reluctant to smile, the stars twinkling lazy
the song of night start singing
penetrating deep into soul

the song of night sounded away, fading along with hopes
let the flowers dry in her hugs
carve the sorrow of waiting

***

***

– mei –

wait for me

 

you are my first love
now just a distant memory
ended under the sprinkling flowers
 
you are also my last love
now just a distant memory
ended under a sprinkling flowers
 
this separation makes me understand
how precious the time we spent together
 the love is still in this heart but you are now a memory
you leave this feeling of love but I have to lose you

I promise  this love will forever stay with me
to take to you one day, goodbye my love
 
you are my forever love
now just a distant memory
wait for me there…, under the sprinkling flowers

***

– mei –

(written Feb/2003)

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