Nights with her Memories

The night is full of countless stars, twinkling apart,

Just like her countless memories, filled in my heart.

The night wind whirls in the open sky and sings.

Just like her innocent rhythmic voice seems,

On nights like this, I held her in my voided arms.

I missed her so many times under the infinite sky.

To gear up the immense night, more tense without her.

And my heart falls to the her soul, as the dew to grass.

The night is full of stars surrounding the lovely Moon,

Just like her thoughts surrounded my heart with her beautiful soul.

As if to her face appear near me, my eyes search for her.

My heart aches for her but she is not with me at all,

There was the black solitude of loneliness islands 

Where the her purity of love, took me into her arms,

She was my thirst and hunger of my chapter of love,

In the desire of her heart, my smile departed,

Ah the beauty of her memories lift me again and again,

From the emptiness of love , in the cross of her arms.

Missing her kisses on forehead, energizing the blood like fire,

Missing her tight and long hug, entwined my whole body.

She sculpted her beautiful face in my loneliness heart,

My voice still searches for her to fill my voided life.