Love and Me~~~

Of what use is Love if absent is always the Lover?

Of what use are songs if deaf is to be the listener?

Or if dumb is to be the singer?

Crave we not all to find our own landing?

Love, in such a state do I know thee

Love that is how our ties I do foresee

It is said that after the rainy clime does come the sunshine

That the rain shall fade away and lag behind

The past, known as that which never does last

The present, thanks to which the future always does start

Yet, life with arrows does pierce

Those whom love did coerce!

What shall be the state of the beloved

Away always he is from the lover, even if he is always applauded

What does happen to the lover

If the beloved does sink down under?

Of what use is wisdom away from freedom

The lover’s gaze did take me up high

Some place found high up in the sky

There where love does fill up the whole kingdom!