There's a lot,
Passing between,
You and me,
Suddenly.
There's a lot,
Passing between,
You and me,
Suddenly.
Though we are separate now,
On different lands...
But we have walked along,
Holding hands...
There's a lot,
Passing between,
You and me,
Suddenly...
Though we are distant now,
So far away...
But we have moved along,
Hips in sway...
There's a lot,
Passing between,
You and me,
Suddenly...
It's an original song of mine.
My HP Poem #1552
©Atul Kaushal