A Sweet Pain..

I miss her like the hard baked earth yearns for the sparkling rain,

To stroke his worn face and smoothen away the pain,

I miss her tinkling laughter and pouty lips,

Which makes me want to hug her and smother her with my kiss.

I miss the love-light in her eyes,

Her innocent, dewy, sun-drops, wherein my whole life lies.

But she’s a free bird, with her own heights to reach, her own barriers to transcend,

And I never want to cage her, never ever again.

Let her fly, rise above the clouds and glide,

And I’ll watch her from below with love and pride,

‘Cos I know, my love, when it’s time to roost,

You‘ll come to me to nestle under my cosy wings.

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