Don't Ask At times it is good to search for light in the shadows It does enlighten heart and soul to celebrate pain Life is full of very many colorful ana beautiful meadows Tears make one to glow when are shed in the rain
Red and black are the colors with danger to celebrate Love has its own power to heal and to take to gallows Whispering winds never ever allow us to but narrate What we take and we give but they do make us close
My heart is no more in control when I embrace you My passion dances heart to heart and band to band This sensation carries my life through and through Language of love is th language which I do understand