Like the storm that loved the breeze

and the desert that loved the stream

Like the fire that loved the trees

I loved her in my dream

 

Like the sun that loved a night

and the moon that loved the days

like the night that loved some light 

I loved her innocent face

 

Like the world that has no way

to alter June and may

I had no chance to say

that I loved her everyday

 

Though she came and vanished by

like an angel in the sky

her memories shall dry

till the day I fall I die

 

 ~Satish.C.J~