Here comes that day again ,
A day near winter’s eve
The day it all began
An year ,not long ago
I saw my face in those hands
Trapped and sealed for time to see!
No we don’t enjoy the lights,the trees or burning stars!
We don’t care of days that come as new again!
We are just humans ,two in number
Under the stars , we live and wonder
An inch,a yard ,a mile or thousand apart may we be
Still under the sky ,gazing the moon at night we may be
Silence speak a lot for us at day , and talks are not for us at night
We talk alot infact , but not a word to one another !
But when you sit right next to me
I feel like I’m near winter’s eve
Not Christmas eve, not new year’s eve will stay
As for me ,you are my one true ….