Nor hope for future in your arms
Walk with me on life's by-path
For all that is true is today and now.
Your wrinkles wipe away somehow
all that's blue, black and grey.
In neither touch nor words do you let
It spill, your eyes however do fill
At the mere mention of care.
Oh my silent, smoldering friend
Life's glories appear at unforeseen bends
Mundane miseries, intense memories
Love's sweet moments spent in soft lights
I will go to the stars straight with these kites
That I fly at night with you, and you alone.
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