Its late
Got an empty brain
And a heart who asks about you
Feelings comes in waves
I can feel their summer breeze
I smell the seaside
And the affection I cant hide
Cant help my self not to stare
That pure genuine art
Who doesn’t even care
A soul so free
So many secrets he keeps
Curiosity burns my veins
But quiet I must remain
The heart keeps asking
Where did the love go?
I keep it locked somewhere I don’t even know
