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