Separation

You pull me closer, and kiss my forehead;

D’you think the world knows how we cried today?

Look, my love— the sky with us does tears shed.

Hushed we lie, until you mutter with dread—

“God! How will I live when you go away?”

You pull me closer, and kiss my forehead.

Melting in your arms, tears falling unchecked—

“Don’t you believe we’ll figure out a way?”

Look, my love— the sky with us does tears shed.

We lock our eyes, again leave fears unsaid;

Forever more, these moments we’ll replay.

You pull me closer, and kiss my forehead.

I glance up at the sky— it’s blushing red;

Is it time to bid farewell for the day?

Look, my love— the sky with us does tears shed.

At night I lie, dreaming of you in bed,

Perhaps our threads will unite us someday?

You pull me closer, and kiss my forehead—

“Look, my love— the sky with us does tears shed.”