Leaving Me Restless…
You walked to me and your love like a tide it roar,
Washed away my peace in love when it soar.
My dreams fly high like the seagulls in the sky,
Not knowing the dusk will soon leave me crying.
The waves that soar so high went away far from me,
With the low tide, leaving me restless and yearning to touch them…
© 2012 Pimmi Nag