Over the hills
Down through the valleys
Searching for the one
Who I know is
Somewhere
I search for her
But where I am
She is not
Through the plain
I see a lake
Its deep blueness
It reminds me of
Her eyes
For when I looked
Deep into them
I drowned
As I hunt for her
Day turns into night
As the sun
Starts to set
The sky has
An orange hue
The colour of her hair
Darkness descends
No chance
Of seeing her now
Return home
Alone
Perhaps tomorrow?
Mar 4, 2012
Mar 4, 2012 at 12:35 PM UTC
Over the hills
Down through the valleys
Searching for the one
Who I know is
Somewhere
I search for her
But where I am
She is not
Through the plain
I see a lake
Its deep blueness
It reminds me of
Her eyes
For when I looked
Deep into them
I drowned
As I hunt for her
Day turns into night
As the sun
Starts to set
The sky has
An orange hue
The colour of her hair
Darkness descends
No chance
Of seeing her now
Return home
Alone
Perhaps tomorrow?