Diana Lyn

So urgently felt
a kiss that had to be shared
or both would parish

in stolen moments
we stretch the limits of time
still it's not enough

like a bitter wind
i feel our separation
your kiss is springtime

your love satisfies
all longings quiets all fears
replenishes hope

i stop a moment
to think of my you
a whole day goes by

wild roses bleeding
on paper i make for him
cofessing my love

how lonely it is
and impossible to smile
when you're not here

waking in moomlight
empty pillow . thoughts of you
quiet is the night