Sunday 31 August 2014

Yearn

A summer night has gone to pass
Without that melodic lilt of yours
A voice none other could surpass
To treat an ailment only one could cure

The morrow has made a sacred oath
One that we could not elude
To stretch between two lovers' souls
A thousand miles of ocean blue

Darling, I can't promise you the stars
But please don't ever be afraid
For even if you're light years far
My love for you won't ever fade


-Izzat R.

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