Wednesday, July 15, 2015

Blue Sky

Sunny day, gentle breeze, blue sky, 
Sitting on the pier with just you and I, 
At times sunshine feels like thunder, 
Thinking of all things you're under, 

Are you freezing in a cold snow? 
Are you really with me? What? No! 
I see your face in a single cloud,
This silence suddenly became loud. 

That easy, get on a plane and just go! 
Do you expect me to lonely grow? 
My tears showered like crazy rain, 
I couldn't maintain this lonely pain. 

My tears dropped down the salty sea, 
Only left with salt and not you to see, 
Salt in my tears didn't start today, 
Seeing you again will be the best day.

Blue Sky

 

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