I hid my heart from you for too long And you forgave me for my blunder Our passion roared like thunder A storm that whistled like a song
Day by day my thought went to you Your scent, your smile, your heat within A gaze of brightness in dark blue The memories tattooed in our skin
But nights went by, time moved like light with your obsidian eyes no more in my sight And the last page of this fleeting chapter Was marked by the absence of your laughter
Why did I leave? Where did I go? How did I leave the precious part of my own soul?
Why did I leave? Where did I go? How could I leave this precious part of my own soul, of my own soul?
Your kindness was petrified My parting has hurt you within Your touch is now cold in my skin Nevermore your eyes will have me seen Nevermore your embrace will mean something
So, after years misleading you Time has come to punish my own I'm countless nights just all alone Why shall your absence still wound my mind How can the heart betray his love, his kind
And nights go by, time moves like light with your obsidian eyes no more in my sight And the last page of this fleeting chapter Is marked by the absence of your laughter
Why did I leave? Where did I go? How did I leave the precious part of my own soul?
Why did I leave? Where did I go? How could I leave this precious part of my own soul, of my own soul?
Hearts of gold never corrode My love for you was always bold But never is in the fullish souls That believe the flames are to control The poison that turns love cold Prevents luster to unfold And our present is no longer told That's the price of absence and it was sold
So, why did I leave? Where did I go? How did I leave the precious part of my own soul?
Why did I leave? Where did I go? How could I leave the most precious part of my own soul, of my own soul?
This poem is written like a song, and it was my first try connecting these two different genres of art that many times intersect without us knowing.