Mar 2020
Many have fallen by the wayside
Of your eyes
I see darkness in dense clouds, dreaming
Hungrily for your lips
I persist in thinking
I will one-day come to grips
With the enormity of this love
Of your eyes
I see darkness in dense clouds, dreaming
Hungrily for your lips
I persist in thinking
I will one-day come to grips
With the enormity of this love
