I still love her.. many years have passed
he sighed and looking thru the glass window
Sipping a black sugarless coffee that he loves the bitter taste
The smell intoxicated his brain
I still love her and it cursed me forever
His mind flooded with with her pictures, her scent...
he lost his sanity
I still love her
in the peace solitude and stillness of the morning
In the secret place called sleep.... i searched your shades in the darkness
I still love her... it filled up my memory..
continuosly... as the stars that shine and twinkle on the milky way
The pictures stretched in never ending line...
I'm tired!
Her dark hair, the velvet nite
Her blushing cheeks, fresh baked bread
But it was just her face that he could tell..
The rest of her is ecstacies!
he smiled n sipped his coffee..
Old pictures of pleasures and history of pains
Mingled in his crowded mind...
I still love her...
He shouted in silent.. and hit the wall
Pain coilled in his memories
I still love her
as you are a home for my soul
Every moment of my life...
The first thought of my new day..
The last shadow before my eyes closed upon my pillow
It is you... oh woman of love... I still love her!
