Blog about Art, Poetry and Prose

Blog about Art, Poetry and Prose

Tuesday, December 6, 2016

WHO STOLE YOUR HEART?




Please tell me, who stole your heart?
I most have lost her a forth night
I've been waiting under the cloud
But couldn't find the stars after it rained

I came knocking at your door
But no one home, I left a note on the floor
Waited on the phone for you to call
Watched the day slipped by and night crawl

The heart degenerated of sleepless nights
Searching the world for your hands
To hold and your pretty lips to kiss
The heart searching on the hills

Oh please come back home
I have got no where else to go
I will wait for you in forever land
Until you're back in my hands to hold

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