She finaly answered....
Just like a dancer, she found her own rhythm,
So now we converse, as we discover this algorhythm,
So complex, you see what is written,
Everytime that I publish....
I hope you feel smitten....
But I assure you....
That is not my goal, because,
Everytime I write, I feel whole....
Thanks to you.....
And part of my heart you stole,
When you left, that early morning,
Hard core theft, and I'm still in mourning,
Hoping, for another morning,
To resume our quest.
And a wonderful answer.....
I wondered what I should reply,
And when I thought of you,
I spoke to the sky, and started singing,
You make me fly...
And fall in the process, like in the forest,
The fire burning honest, now we stay hidden,
With this energy in our chests, finding no place to share it,
Thank god we found this platform....
And now we can rest.
Waiting for the next moment....to invest.....
More time and space....
I just want to see your face.....
