Through this forlorn street we tread
The past forgotten for good, and dead
Your endearing voice that beckons
I have but a few meaningful seconds
My heart's heart i will uncover
And if nay, then will i suffer
Through my punctured heart your words will sieve
To the depths of my heart on my sleeve
And just as the sea and sky share a common blue
But then their convergence never ensue
I will take shelter in the moments that were jolly
Because to fantasize now is folly
May it even be that your heart is shared,
No worries, my searching soothing soul is heard.