IF this important heart trouble your peace with words lighter than air, or hopes that in more hoping for a home twice we share, putting the rose in your hair, covering the lips with longing twilight and say,"O Hearts of wind will blown flame".. but Winds, older than changing the plans between a night and day, That hunger and longing came from a true was old, in the shore of your
carves lands.
In one last battle fold upon blue fold, Queens wrought with it's par hands, with her lovely sadly face above the wandering tide, in the hidden secret place where the last dream folded and where it also died, O love "I'll never ever changing till change will be dead"
It is not the triumph over regress, it is the power to suppress.
It is not the money or the fame, it is knowing you will always still the same.
It is not the power or the pride. it is a place in your heart to hide.
It is not a gift or gain, it is accepting and believing in your name.
It is not a point or goal to seek, it is, believing we have never reached the peak.
It is not an tree beneath the wind, it is unmovable root to hold on.
Success is
Five years have past; five summers, with the length of five long.. long winters!
Collecting stone above stone above stone, to build that bridge over our dreams.!
And as a gray clouds prohibiting, blinding and forbidding us from make it come true, As the reason why you kept inside, the reason why behind your pretending was something I hate and unable to comprehending.
Five years have past; we rise and fall like the tides beyond our all, we give never to taken as the seasons our wants forgotten, we live to die like the rainbow spreading forgiveness in a life was a lie, and as long as we stay loyal to our timeless love, as wounded as we bleed our true feelings not willing to any thing but to put our senses above...
Five years have past; and you still my rising sun,
Five years have past; and you are the only place I wished to run.
Now what... you asking me to act like there is nothing you have done.
O excuse me, it's your move to prove that love has no duality, and you will bleeding love with serenity, and loneliness, will never hunt us in your own enrage. and we will exchanging true love with fidelity.
