Night would not shut without you greet.
I am also not going to be spoiled without you missed.
Do not want to hold it dew dripping on the beautiful petals.

I commend to you, my love.
Longing that lies at the crease heart.
I felt shortness of breath.
Without your attendance.
I searched fret.

I was always waiting for you, my dear.
In the recesses of the heart is hiding.
Waiting for you to stop by my longing that wrapped increasingly blushing.

Don't want to hide long
Lake flow of love in silence
Ensnare tears in petals missed
Let all writhing
Because i'm still here in my silence

The sky tells
On the way of events
Among the meshes of time
The trail is also becoming obsolete story implied
Made me choose to remain silent
Stranded on Overlay story

Don't you ever lie to me
You have taken away the night - My night
Thieves of my conscience..!

The refraction is go away
Dark of the curtain
Waiting for a dream that will come come in the dim dark

Ten thousand screaming hearts
Dontt want to take off even though it was only a shadow
Teach me how to love you ...
Teach me how to love you ...
Teach me me how to reconcile your heart ...
Until I was able to understand the language of your heart

Remember you are going with a piece of liver
Bringing a secret love story
Never leave the question unanswered
Silent in  thousands the language of heart

...

Is tonight
Wheezing is still there
Thrilling soul longing hugs
About your beauty, of your story
I chose a name

My night was my decision
A face that is always approached
No tertepis every corner of the night
Sigh it has leached the image of me
Spoiled and ****** my restless
I remember crashing
In a restless night skinning desire
Wild romance getting chills
Strengthen the sense of an increasingly bubbling full of passion
My ***** was increasingly peaked
on a knoll longing in love.

My night was my decision
Longed lull in the swathe of memories
Closely in the hand held
Behind the no man's evening
Story uninhabited ago
It's never wanted cracked ..

O wind ...
Say my yearings for him..
So he knew that i  was here..
Tell him,
Pinned my love in every miss you carrying..
Your Wheezing is blows away..
Bring a set of past stories..
Ever buried in restless..
Although until now is in progress and never end..

With the wind ...
My right anchoring the silence..
Were not able to touch them..
And felt the embrace of warmth..
And it was just about him..

A piece of longing that pinned by me ....
At the heart that no longer had a side....
Lattice that hard to become a imagination ....
Unfettered grating of heart that getting tired and kept moaning ....

Deep inside my soul implies a scratch wound ....
When the angel that i wish can't afford to carve a smile longingly at the horizon soul ....

Where is the peace that you hide for.... ?
Where is the love hat you intimated.... ?
I'm tired of constantly treading....
Take me to every your wishes....
Don't let your white sheet blank without a love story with me..

Come on.... !
Moving forward and leave the mirage behind....
We're greet the days with love....
We're knitting the bridge of love to warm the soul....

All will be meaning on....
Because i didn't want my days always sore and wrapped by moan....

O desert....
In your desolate, reveal the secret spring of love....
So that i can satisfied this subordination......
Ended this suffering....

I've been long time felt subordination in anxiety....
Loop of time is misleading me to the valley of hesitation....

Endless suffering..
Restless with no direction..

Come on....  !
Lets dance and doing jaunt together with the amours....
Leave the sadness behind....
So that grief never again to come....

Love....   ?
where is the love....  ?
In the bottom of my heart....
I'm still wishing....  !

Longing thread that wrapped in solemn...
Doubtful quietly sad stories...
Don't let motherland shackled...
The trap that has always to miss your figure ....

Listen O my dusk...
I can't stand crave...
I can't stand await....
Painful that's felt by earth...
When you ignoring the longing...

The twilight that i yearn...
I hope you understand....
That your sky is always waiting...

Knitted of wishful want to ****** up the dreams....
But the power...
Unable to grasp a wish..
Boils down to the horizon like twilight...

I will wash your wound....
I will wrap your sore....

Maybe because of all must be left behind...
Till souls prefer to move on...
Didn't see the yard of peace in your heart at the time...

Your frail is my regrets....
Grip fingers that apart is my hesitation...
Throw away all presumptions on lies and pretend of me...
I never occurred to present it to you also...

As same as you...
I was not able to smash all your figure...
I don't want to finish a close bond ever bind...
Because in the bottom of my heart can't deny it...
That you are a sincere friend...

A piece of the story flashed in the corner of the image wall....
Part of the past are back on stage and playing in memories....

Although the time has begun to obsolete but all will never be vanished....
Many cues that can not be conveyed yet....
Until the story didn't get to be continued....

In drizzle side that disturbing your figure fom this mind....
The rhythm of the wind conveying the sigh of longing....
Although the past isn't a lot tells about us....
If the time can be pulling back....
And hope all goes according to my wish....
Coloring sketch of the sky soul....
Carve many stories....
Share a story with you ..
Cheer spread  on your face....
Dismissed all the doubts that exist about you....
And together we're dyeing the dusk canvas with the wording....

In the flow of time we can only remember....
it's not possible to go back there....
Because this is only  "a piece of the story"

Once upon a time....
I definitely don't really know....   may be difficult to know..

We're running under the same sun but stand in different twilight....
There's no sketch about a chapter that could be dye the days....
There's only stagnation of heart that couldn't be melted yet....

Writing without wording,  whispering with meaning off,  like a candle without the darkness....
My pen of script can't afford to interpret anymore....

In the flow lake of time we're separate....
Carrying the dreams and will....
Purify the soul to facing the future ....
And remained standing in different horizon....
The intersection of heart,  even we still can't make sense of the story....

Pass away...
still the same without say Hi each other....
And since then....
we're never see each other too....

Time is running....
My pen of script now filled with love and start to carve a new story....
I think also the same as yours....
Through the day with a story in a place that is no longer the same....
Even the sense to remember each other never existed.. ..

present....
Although still at the circle of time....
The destiny  brought us together....

Somehow .....
My pen of script can scratch the stories....
Writing out about your figure at present that more friendly, full of love and sincerity than before....
Maybe it's always been you....  but i can't read it at the time....

Friend...
I could never believe it previously....
and it's hard to understand before....
I hope you are now able to rise up again and made a new chapter....
foster a sense and began to seep pleasure....
Interpret the stanza of poem that made by me and anchored on veracity of the ocean...