Her dreams.
Nothing more,
Nothing less,
It was the essence.
Nothing less,
It was the essence.
Never known,
Never met,
Still, a magnet.
Never met,
Still, a magnet.
Her face appears,
She has many faces,
Every newer road,
He finds her there.
So, he keeps moving,
He knows, she's waiting.
In the necklace of love,
She's a solitaire.
She has many faces,
Every newer road,
He finds her there.
So, he keeps moving,
He knows, she's waiting.
In the necklace of love,
She's a solitaire.
She must be really special. So poetic. :)
ReplyDeleteYeah, she was so special then and still is to my heartfelt dreams. Felt nice, to hear from you :) Stay connected!
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