and so they shook hands
and wished they would meet again---
Chatty travellers.
and wished they would meet again---
Chatty travellers.
Wish we had smiled
At each other's twinkling eyes
While passing by.
But neither did you
Nor I.
They say broken hearts sing the best songs.
But no.
I'm waiting for that divine music
Written with utter exhilaration
By a soul which has conquered
Love.
The world at his feet.
But he played only for her.
And waited for the day
When she would understand.