When the sun fell and darkness took over the sky
I dreamt on her shoulder to fly
with the warmth of her love hope died lastly
lying on the other side thinking of what to say
opened my heart; to say:
you are beautiful but empty
she looked at me and asked me: Why?
my words were lost somewhere suddenly
silence is what I don't understand, indeed a mystery!
when it was all so simple and words were easy to say
She touched my hand and said: I understand you perfectly
well I assure you; among the dreamiest our love was extraordinary
there was a time when tears were dry
never thought I'd lose and simply lay
beneath the sheet I cried with the memories of your beauty
I couldn't breath till I saw her smile; she is my fancy
that once was a reality
she sang her goodbye and danced on the river beautifully
the beauty flew away
like it never existed before; sadly
she was the only one I can standby
she had a strong appeal and amazing personality
when I asked her to stay
silence was the answer adamantly
the lonesome started to gets the depth of me, all I did is pray
sat by the river and broke away
everything was doomed while I realized she was here yesterday
but not today
Oh the queen of my life died on the 4th of July
and our love fade away
there was nothing but her smell in the river way
when we used to play
the truth is I died when I chased the train way
thought I saw her; Oh what a joy!
it turned there was me only
and the light a head directly
the imagination of mine drove me crazy
nothing seemed real but her apparently
the life was sour without her around honestly
I had nothing to believe in but the truth that she's far away
my days were long and timeless, it was just apathy
drown in my poetry; at least I can talk to her through it consistently
believe me Emily
the need of your warm kisses is killing me slowly
wish if she was here currently
I know she can hear me but yet no reply
she used to be the one who talks and I am the master of silence
Oh irony!
now all I want is to hear that voice daily
like I am addicted to her mostly
she used to give me happiness easily
like if she was an angel fell from the sky
she used to stand out perfectly
and speak six languages fluently
I had that woman that acts intelligently
Oh I still crave to touch her body
my days after your departure are dark and lonely
would you give me a sign that you live across reality?
I begged her to stay
by the river I'll wait patiently
to you to come and recall my fray
that you never deserved the cruelty
all the beautiful things in life it was a form of you truthfully
I got you all mine once; they called me the man who was lucky
Oh well! it didn't last unfortunately
wish if the star am looking at was you precisely
it's been years since you left the life and I still remember your face reverently
I'd waste the lonely times and enjoy drawing your portray
my core is torn apart Emily
why you had to stab the heart and leave me lonely
I cry over your grave daily
while the faith grew in me day by day
those days close to end finally
quietly I sat and wept in the Church of Saint Anthony
the illness took over me scantly
thought my days were over shortly
I prayed to God to send me a miracle urgently
you knew me Emily I never been a man of faith nor spiritually
but things changed, when you left me secretly
the love of yours warmed my body
and I still feel you at night beside me touching me softly
as you were the flower and I was the little prince who held you tightly
I regret not giving you the world; I ask now tolerantly
to grant me one chance to be with you for eternity
I loved you deeply
worshiped the sand you walked on; that's not maladroitly!
was magical your appearance midnightly
I crumbled within seconds; realizing the illness spread malignantly
saw your face lighting my room neatly
O, the smile of yours tamed me permanently
fall in love with you ages ago and I still feel the same way
I devoted my work and my life to you only
now it's the time to take me away
with you; flying above the stars happily
when our love gets bigger and bigger uncountably
the last wish; for you to be a reality
and there was a lost story
between the lines of my poetry
where I lived in reality
and she was just imaginary
-The End-
