Love becomes harsh when both lovers are separated.Suffering,bitterness and pain are felt.
|Sometimes,I close my eyes,I see your glance and all comes together.
As a delirium,I feel myself between your arms, within your smooth warmth, savoring the ecstasy of love.
Your heart that I grab,is heavy by love and in fire thrills only for me.
Then I am light and in my hands I hold a lotus ,the key of your heart.
Most often,the freeze of your missing and like an obsession, comes back,it provokes me.
The deaf desire and in fire becomes just torture.
Life harsh and heavy becomes bitter.
Your amazed absence as an indelible reality , sequesters our love.
You are never here , blame towards you masters my heart.
I stay blind ignoring about such love which has been delayed forever.