The sudden burst of cloud’s fiery fire… Alas, the breeze hailed its warmth and dodged the way… Miles away a lonely branch rendered a tender leaf to cherish the long gone days, in a wistful chip, falling in motion. They seemed to me motionless in air…
Sometimes, a long gaze at the mirror talks something about us. Love…? Is there anybody in love? Sing a sweet lullaby for thy master and deal with him in whispers. Sigh… have you left the note in whispers to chatter the long gone days that’s been set forth for a bright future?
In my arms you lay your trust, to blend with mine and to see through life, in a dreamy land, where it’s just you and me. Shadow of colors and colors of rainbow in a crystal pot glaring at us to tell us we are in love… Love…? Is there anybody in love? Ask me not for I may speak out… I…
Well…I am not supposed to speak out… I am thy master and I got to deal in whispers… I want to sail to the moon; along with you, for you may call me as a sweet soul lived many decades ago. That’s life… that’s love… around the twelfth hour when the clock ticks its heart out, I may crave for your heart… for your presence… and hey, hello, it’s me whom you think about. I know… the song shall remain the same, and many have sung it… many will sing it again…
The sudden burst of cloud’s fiery fire… Alas, it’s in my heart… You may dodge and take another path… Alas, the falling leaves know not this craving heart.
And I ask…
Is there anybody in love?
