I see her standing in the wind,
Her flowing hair, dancing to its tunes,
Wonder if I really love her,
Her smile so sweet,
Like…
My phone rings,
…a dew drop on a rose petal,
I miss the call.
Her eyes, deep as the night sky,
Lost, in search,
How I wish she loves me,
She walks…
My phone rings,
…silent, graceful,
I miss the call.
Lost, in her gaze,
I fail to believe,
I stand, stunned,
‘I…
My phone rings,
…’ she said.
I answered.
