Warmth welcome is for you,
My Dear.
Cherish life with my Spastic Soul
Enjoy endless color of death view.
On a fiery night of Jingle
And the stary lights of Mingle
I saw you..
From a distance.
Day by day and night by night
I can feel your breath
I can touch the coldness of the Death soul
Memento of airy heat.
I love you
my dear
The time passes by
but I don't, why?
All the seasons are for you.
Wait a bit
I am coming
To take you.
To the center of the Sun
Feel free to find me in the Black-hole
Be with me for endless time.
The Sun is alone.
The Dying Sun.
Sougata Majumder
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/dying-sun-2/
