Love Tale!

On my fading day, I may

Sneak in, to throw a tale

Of, what words cannot touch, 

And dreams can never say. 

Passing time of mine, 

Shall sing the sweet tale out,

Beg and cry, fall and fall

To stay along, and survive proud. 

But only wish for the final day,

My eyes can meet your innocence,

Your warmth, and touch your silent play

Which alone can bring the eternal essence,

That even end could never slay.