Wednesday, May 29, 2013

clockwork

“like the tick tick tock of the stately Clock”


Night and day, you are the one.


Only you beneath the moon or under the sun.


Whether near to me or far, it's no matter darling


where you are. I think of you


night and day.


Day and night


why is it so?


That this longing for you


follows where ever I go?


In the roaring traffic's boom, 


in the silence of my lonely room


I think of you.


Night and Day.



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