Alone, On A Sunday Morning

04/07-04

Every thing has a beginning, and an end...
The skies are blue, and the earth is still round...
If only ı could reach the rainbow...
And could se fare, fare away...
I would reach my hand out to you, with desire
If only my desire could fly to you...
And tell you about me....
These thoughts haunted me yesterday....

But on this sunday, my eyes are tired...
My system filled with alcohol
After yet a restless night...
My head aces...
A smell of tobacco....
Theres a snowstorm blowing outside...
Reminds me of stardust....

You are fare away from me....
Waking by the sound of the “mosque”
Our desires have conquered oceans...
Our love blossoming...
Our tired eyes waiting the morning...
Our love, innocent, like childhood dreams...

You are missed this sunday morning...
After yet another night alone...
I’m looking out the window...
Without you...