Someday, somewhere we meet Were there a day when the writer has melted into the air
Left these words unattended cold, alone or being disappeared
Turning it into an unanswered question, representing for a part
Of the past of being human beings, who brought in soar tears
Touching waves of laughter as well as countless physical arts
However, nobody witnessed the fact and knew the mechanism
Except for the eyes, somewhere hidden in the mysterious sky
I would never be too bothered to look for them to make an appealing
(Though it might accidentally make a loyal follower of the stars )
As I care too much about the phenomena behind my feelings Copyright © Xan | Year Posted 2018 |
