Tuesday, June 13, 2006

The Good Old Days

Under the moonlight
we two sit.
Only to feel your soul
in me.
I hear your sweet voice
singing me softly.
Only to feel the wind
carrasing me.

Far away in a man's land
your smile I miss the most.
Time has become
my great companion.
With patiencely love
I'll wait.

To bring us back
to the good old days.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

i rem those gd ol days...will never forget them as i cherish them like how i cherish you...close to my heart