Did you ever love a maiden as vague as a broken lain?
Did you ever hug a destiny covered by a dull curtain?
Did you ever kiss a poetry in the middle of the rain?
Do you still love the tale ripped to be forgotten?
Cause I had love a broken man with a thousand of pleas
I had embrace the fate drowned by the dusky rays
I had make love with the poetry along the strong typhoons
And I had not forgotten the tale written by our love ended with sorrows.
And still, my love, you will always be my unspoken promise—
The desire that I had been keeping not to voiced for you speak heartbreaks
And I had always love the daybreak’s, I had always love you to stay,
Even after our tale tinted —even after you walk away…
©jn_btrzl13
J