Monsoon Rain then the Sun.

I did not want to love, i tried to stay above, ;the hurt,the emotions that relationships inspire, to Quench my thirst with Art -not desire. In a moment, That gaze of the nubian one; with her many shades of colour like the sun.
I now know my feelings slowly melted ,as the snow she had never seen first
hand; My emotions were mixed as grains of sand;It is only us that could understand.
She living in another land ,it makes me sigh, Oh why ,so far away gentle one; in the land of music and sun.
Now Things cannot return to how they were, my heart feels squeezed; i long for her, to touch , to feel , to smell her washed hair; to trust , to love, to
care, to be by her side in Cuba s Air .

Monsoon Rain then the Sun.

stevephillips

Pontardawe, SWANSEA, United Kingdom

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about someone who will always have a piece of my heart.

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