Lubb- Dubb... (That no more beats)

romantic poem

                                              Lubb – dubb (That no more beats)

                      Running through the plains I thought
                      Wandering over the lakes I thought
                    Sleeping under the moon I thought
                    Gazing at the mountains I thought

                    Where the plain does goes
                  Where the lake does sets off
                  Where the moon fade away   
                Where do the mountains wane out?

            Plain goes kisses its love... all the way miles away... sky!
            Lake merges in its beloved.... running into big bank of hope... sea!
          Moon fades away ....makes it miss special of the night sky...to lighten it up!
          Mountains do not wane but ... hides in dark blanket of woodland... to remain secured!

                                  My love, my sugar,
        Where do I go to kiss you... to be loved by you...?
      Where do I find your ray of glow to lighten my expression?
    Where do I hide myself to keep self secured?
                                  Where do I find for my self?
                                  Where did you die away?