Elle était là…

Personne chutes dans l'amour par choix, il est par hasard. Personne séjours dans l'amour par hasard, il est par le TRAVAIL. Et personne chutes hors de l'amour par hasard, il est par choix

Composition type: Poem
written by: Jeanne Bernice A. Quitoriano
Date: 09/07/2009

Location: Antipolo City
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How long should I wait
for you to hold
in my arms where you
lay like an ang
el of love?

How long should I stay
to be with you
to see my face in yours
see a happy smile everyday?

How long can I hold on
to patiently expect
your arrival here
where I want you to start?

How long will you stay
as a one wish
I yearn, I pray
every night and day?

Your maker's not ready
I'm aching to be with you
calm my heart in my dreams
i'll hum a lullaby for you.

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