Each day,all my heart seeks is death,without you..
Without your teasing smiles,without your familiar anger,
Without your cold heart,without your gentle mask..
Without you death is even a prize..
Is this a life,I sit wondering..
Where fingers long to touch you,to gently caress your hair,
As you fall asleep..
Where lips long to kiss your eyes,tired,
And I just want to hold you tight,close,in my embrace..
Forgetting everything else..
