Will she ever search , where were you now !
When he is the only sun to her heart.
The similar hyme of beauty they sing.
Over the quarrels ,love they bring.
There love is fire in ice.
There love has no price.
Chilled as a winters night.
Warmth as may day light.
If he ever defined her as a moon ,
She is never beautiful as soon ,his
Luminance fregnence her.
When her ears echos only and only loneliness .
She cannot thriue unless her prayers ,
whom heaven delights to hear.
Filckered her radiance after a couple of dock a time .
His glimps narrated her love devine.
Is moon still alone !
query remains , when his luminance is fregnating her veins.
Remembrances of mah delighted sun