And sometime before
Rain has washed it
It feels so refreshing
I love treading on it.
Roads are lovely
Walking in the moonlight 🌒
Looking to the sky.
The sweet fragrance of flowers
And wet leaves,
Kind of kindles a fire🔥
Inside me.
You are also walking
That very road
On which I am walking
I look at you
But,
I ain't speak anything,
Though I want very much
To talk to you.
Its like a heavy weight rock
That I can't lift anymore
Forgive me, love
I cannot tell you how
What I feel for you.
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