There she is, standing alone,
waiting, like every day,
with me as her silent shadow.
Silver rain falls in great drops
and a cold breeze gives her shivers
causing me equal agony.
Her raven hair makes the pale skin
shine white, clean like a statue.
A sight which stops everything around.
She looks my way, giving a sign
and her scarlet lips open like flowers
seducing me, making me blush.
But fool, now she’s gone
and I stand alone, waiting,
like every day, for her return.
Nov 15, 2018
Nov 15, 2018 at 9:50 AM UTC
There she is, standing alone,
waiting, like every day,
with me as her silent shadow.
Silver rain falls in great drops
and a cold breeze gives her shivers
causing me equal agony.
Her raven hair makes the pale skin
shine white, clean like a statue.
A sight which stops everything around.
She looks my way, giving a sign
and her scarlet lips open like flowers
seducing me, making me blush.
But fool, now she’s gone
and I stand alone, waiting,
like every day, for her return.
