A thorny rope that hugs the heart
So tight and hard to untie; it wrapped!
A sword that shattered its parts:
And makes it just willing to die.
A mysterious feeling of abnormal beatin’;
A heart is heavy, jailed of so much pain;
An empty room that is full of darkness,
And a blow of wind, with the cool strong breeze…
Kiss on skin without any blanket.
Warmth is absent: Happiness without consent.
But this feeling is easy and easy to overcome…
For in many simple things heart could sing and dance,
As the midnight dew fall and kiss the body of the grass;
And the twinkling stars seducing the moonlight.
Like waves in the ocean strolling and playing;
Just the swaying leaves dancing with the wind;
And many, many more ways lips could define and describe such happiness….
And even so in simple hugs and kisses.
For in many simple things heart could sing and dance,
As the midnight dew fall and kiss the body of the grass;
And the twinkling stars seducing the moonlight.
Like waves in the ocean strolling and playing;
Just the swaying leaves dancing with the wind;
And many, many more ways lips could define and describe such happiness….
And even so in simple hugs and kisses.
