When the day turn into night
My eyes can flamboyantly see you without light
When my mind want to see you in yer absent
My close eyes bring you with me in my present
Wherever I heard the sweet melody
My ears fix yer past conversations making it to parody
My mouth wants to break its silence
Without your reply I cannot make a license
When my wings create the world of imagination
I could see all about your limitations
Making my love like for pink cow
Assembling my feelings on you at low
But I will never and ever put a risk on our love
Insulting on the world of thoughts without proof
And my mistress, ye are my last love with prove
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