You and Your Beautiful Phase of View

I still search, for you in crowds, in the empty streets and lonely sky full of raining clouds.

In city lights and passing cars, on winding road and falling stars.

I wonder where you could be now?

among the villages in the farm or in the city full of crowds, 

for years now, I've not said your name out loud.

Humor can free us from the trap of our thought.

When you smile, you feel you can accept things,

 which you previously could not.

Your love is, What I have always wish to reminisce,

because your body feels like home, and my premises.

I'm spending these cold nights writing this poem for you,

Rather then spending nights out in clubs and falling in love with the another sight of beautiful view.