Under the Sun, in the distance, shining
I am the brown horse who is pining
To your presence my lovely mire
In a whirling and a wandering fire
I remember when walked slowly, at a trot
Passing on my daily though, I missed a shot
In front of me, suddenly, at a gallop
But life still gives chances in a loop
Everything is white near this lady mire
Her cutest whispers are blind desire
While they coming out of the dark forest
With you I am the richest, I am the poorest
We might remain frozen, without moving
Then we also recall the sweetest roving
All of a sudden, she troubled my soul
It's scary to see someone takes your whole
The ground slips under her silent feet
And the dust shatters while sparks lit
With you my soul is celebrating the love prophet
While your love hit me stronger than a rocket

Author / Aladdin Aures H.