This poetry. I never know what I'm going to say.
Watch for all that beauty reflecting from you and sing a love song to your existence.
I lost everything i have, found myself.
Be patient where you sit in the dark. The dawn is coming
You left and I cried tears of blood. My sorrow grows. Its not just that You left. But when You left my eyes went with You. Now, how will I cry?
Everyone sleeps, except lovers, who stay awake, telling stories to God