Small Letter for Jack

Jack,

When I open the door,

I hope you are there and welcome my helping hand,

I exhaled love,

Flower arrangement,

Drop droplets,

In a holy aisle,

But you are gone,

And never before me.

When I trace the streets,

I really want to meet you,

Cycling together,

Joking like in the past.

Where are you now

You're like a bright full moon covered in mega at night,

Come here

Greet me this weak hand

Listen to my heart beat,

Feel the swish of my bloodstream,

You used to say: I love you,

You always hold promises,

You who swear allegiance as long as you live,

You are the one I wait to die later,

But you never keep promises,

And you never come back.

What sin am I,

Desperate prayer and hope knock on the door of the heavens,

Doesn't deserve my request,

Hearts weak in grief,

body tired of maintaining life,

Waiting for an uncertain promise,

What sin am I?

Jack,

Come by my side,

Hold my hand

Feel hot and cold in my heart,

My gaze is sad,

There will be no clear dew in my eyes,

Everything has dried up,

For the sake of watering the holy grains of love,

My soft voice is now fragile,

But my conscience is only for you,

Be an instructor in the dark,

Because you are my sun.

But why are you, Jack

Every time I open the door,

I hope you are there and welcome my helping hand,

I exhaled love,

Flower arrangement,

Drop droplets,

In a holy aisle,

But you are still gone,

And it's never in front of me ......

@ All Rights Reserved - Dawuan - Cikampek - Karawang, 09/08/2018 - 22:53

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